My Love Skates
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" John Ruskin, 1853 _________________
Every Saturday I loved going skating, all week that special day kept me waiting. My dad would drop me off and pick me up, always in my hand a cool water cup. Each week I rented my skates, it was less than pieces of eights. One day my dad said just wait, I did not know he would be so very great. He came out with a skate box in hand, he had this all well planned. I opened the skate box up, I felt like a new born pup. A box filled with love, my new skates fit like a glove.
Date Written: 8/25/2020
Note: This is a true story. I was eight years old. My dad was the best.
4 Place All The Little Pieces Contest Judged: 9/3/2020 Sponsored by: Constance La France
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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