Poet's Dozen'T

She was a beauty Rollerskating was the rage Falling so often Traversing the oval pattern in ungainly fashion Just to prove to her that I had a manly passion. She, however, did not take my failures on the floor too kindly...jilting me While her older, wiser, sister helped me through that night of terror. Her sister took me by the hand and showed me the way. Without speaking a word she shared her courage with me, As around that floor she led me on my legs of clay. So many firsts that night still hearken to me First Date... First Skate... First Women... to be etched in my memory.