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Sliding

SLIDING i slid shy through childhood hardly speaking in kindergarten building blocks painting sipping milk eating graham crackers was there nothing else? first grade found me a best friend chasing each other around penguins bowing knees, praying at some point i hide behind awful glasses now i can see too far the crush two years older passes the classroom door and i slide under the desk in sixth, they announce our names me and my brother we slide to the next city and to another Catholic school one more year before we beg our parents to leave the parochial border a little naughty in eighth as i skate and skip one class just a dip, merely a dent it was my favorite year loved my history teacher first time i fell in love not with the man with the subject and i made the honor roll let me say when i returned to high school one year later I didn’t miss it didn’t miss the clamor the steep wind that moves through the halls i enjoyed my freedom to test the waters then took a sail as a sailor finding me a man of valor, as we both slid through torrential waters endured the sanding of our souls polishing the shy beauty and the beast our wrinkles secure anchored down wisdom entrenched slippery sliding on the deck getting wet raining tears laughing i don’t need a coat umbrella or hat i let happiness slide in 11/29/2018

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Date: 11/30/2018 10:14:00 AM
What a wonderful poetic journey you have taken me on today Kim. This brought back memories of my school years, some good and some not so good. : )
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/30/2018 2:18:00 PM
Don’t we all have them...good and bad. Be blessed, Chris!
Date: 11/29/2018 10:49:00 PM
When I read milk I immediately remembered we all smelled like milk during lunch in those days. I felt myself going through my school years as I read this. Thank you for the memories my friend.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/29/2018 10:55:00 PM
Thank you for the read and comment. So we all smelled like milk ;)

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