I remember the sound of the skates
Metal clanking, leather straps
The special key,used to squeeze the foot just right
Worn around the neck, swinging as I glided down the sidewalk
Magical afternoons, until the inevitable fall
Hopefully, my throbbing knees not too far from home,
No, you can't wear your sandals to skate, she said,
But , of course you can, if you are willing
To twist an ankle, scrap a toe,
Laugh when it hurts.
I like this one. I had a pair of those metal skates and they were the coolest things ever. I can still hear the sound of them clinking as each step hit the pavement.
ReplyDeleteGreat take on the prompt Pam !
ReplyDeleteI never had the key, but remember the scrapped knees well !
ENJOY!