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Not Exactly Break Dancing

On a hot summer night To a nightclub we danced My girlfriends and i Music entranced There i was Giving it all When something happened That made me fall In disbelief Dancing to MJ's beat My kneecap snapped Broken real neat The doctors said It was the strangest break The pain you have Will keep you awake No more standing For weeks to come I'll let you know Don't be so glum In the heat of summer Long days stuck in Watching TV Looked after by kin I long for the day To get back to school To be with my friends Who are all real cool The miss of my friends Sends me round the bend No job, no money Parental spend This lucky young lady Has a caring mum If it wasn't for her I sure would be glum So Julia, i said to myself Your not exactly, left on the shelf I will get better, wait and see Back to dancing, 123 In time I'll look back And visualise The angel who helped And realise That was my mom I love her so much As only mums do That loving moms touch This poem was written for a dear friends daughter, get well soon Julia. http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life3.php

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/3/2009 10:11:00 AM
Thankyou James.
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Date: 8/22/2009 6:31:00 PM
A nice poem/story of reminiscence. I enjoyed the read and special tribute to your mom. God bless her. You were blessed with a special mom. Thank you for sharing and thank you for reviewing and commenting on some of my poems. I will return the favor as time allows. Caroline.
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Date: 8/22/2009 5:53:00 AM
Get well soon Julia.....and well penned Fraser--charma
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Date: 8/22/2009 5:22:00 AM
Lovely dedication James. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/21/2009 4:42:00 PM
Nicely written. Hope the friend's daughter gets well soon. Keep writing. Sara
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