Went to the school skate night... It was so wonderful seeing the kids skating laps, falling, supporting each other, racing, did I say falling? The evening deserved a song- but here's a poem:
Skate Night.
(Free verse)
Wheels clanking, clomping, whirling.
Arms flailing.
Kids sailing.
Parental crutch a magic touch.
Falling.
Calling, "Time to go home."
Sore bottoms.
Sorer toes.
1 comment:
Cute. Captures the fun and movement! Love, Liz
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