Satin and lace,
Ribbons and bows,
Wrapped all around
Ten perfect toes.
My little ballerina,
I wish you were
here
To show me a dance
You practiced all
year.
Instead you are
dancing
In Heaven above;
While your sisters
and brothers
Watch you with love.
Someday I'll
be there,
And you'll dance
for me;
I'll smile and clap
And be as proud
as can be.
Until then my
ballerina
I'll send you my
love,
And ribbons and
bows,
To heaven above.
