27 Mar

From my blog,”Crocheting Cures Mental Illness!”

Rachel's Words

There she was at another school dance,

waiting with her back to the wall.

Will anyone ask her if she wants to dance?

If she says yes, will she know what to do?

How to move her feet, and not step on his shoe?

Another fast dance, she’s sure people would laugh.

That girl without rhythm,

is making a fool of herself.

Oh no, he’s looking at her

from across the room.

She holds her breath, because now is the time.

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Posted by on March 27, 2012 in poem


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