Whose That Girl

Whose that girl over there dancing Always in step, rhythmic and not prancing, She is quietly sliding around and about the floor As she is training, and to her it's not a chore. She moves with a smile and also with grace With a boldness and bravery upon her face, She moves both here, and then over there As everyone applauds, as they stare. Whose that girl that's jumping rope Looking at her now is she doing the rope-a-dope Who is she that's shadow boxing Because, she's really good, I truly enjoy watching. I watch as she throws her many punches After she has ran and done her many crunches, Now she's that girl whose hitting the bags As though wanting to tear them to rags. Whose that girl over there with all the grit When every time at the bags that she does hit, She does it with both determination and power Not once, does she ever cower. Whose that girl that's preparing to fight Seemingly she is ready any day or any night, She's ready to walk inside the ring And her skill of course she will always bring. I now hear the crowd shout and scream As she is living and becoming her very own dream, I wonder who that girl might be I still wonder and ponder who the heck is she. Whose that girl over there with the constant smile Who is that girl that makes her own style, She fights, but she never pushes or shoves So, tell me who is that girl, wearing the boxing gloves. Randy L. McClave