One Summer

One summer

I learned to dance the

Makarena

( Melissa and F were determined to teach me)

One summer

I saw much of America

Through the back window

of a Greyhound bus.

One summer

I learned the meaning

Of perserverance

And what a true friend was…

 

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

March.8.05

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