My Ballet Badge

Holding a shiny object
My memories start to churn
Back to my exam,
In ballet I leap and turn

‘Grade 3’ it says
Jangling as it moves
I see my blue leotard
And my beloved ballet shoes

Turning round and round,
Commitment I have made
Jumping, leaping, turning,
I got through the grade

This smooth but bumpy object,
Is special in my mind,
And how it reflects on me
Some might never find