Kneeland Poems - Poems about Kneeland

...I am more right-brained than anyone I have met. Being left-handed goes along with this and my dyslexia. An old-maid old-school old-faced teacher decided to fix me. I was forced to wear a thumb-les......

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...My mother mentioned casually that I was dyslexic. This was something I had forgotten. I knew I had to wear a glove for a year of first grade To force me to not use my left dominant hand. But I ha......

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...He was my best friend I trusted him not to fall in love with me I was young, I did not want to be in love He was, and I wish he had kept it a secret He didn’t It nearly ruined our relations......

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...October 1958 I am six The elastic on my panties has snapped This is before girls could wear pants So I am holding them up under my dress all day with both hands 2 o'clock recess Joey K begin......

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...I learned to read thanks to Miss Kneeland The principal at my gradeschool Who had taught my daddy and his brother Using a mirror She was an old maid About two hundred years old With white hair......

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...I knew I loved you when nothing else made sense When you paraded around in my mind making me smile When I spent class time writing names of our children I knew I loved you when you turned those ......

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...We are from a small town my husband and I We met when I was four and he was five At his Daddy’s store at the bottom or our hill. He showed my twin and me his bunkbeds. We thought they were cool. ......

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...Marjory Wentworth Mother Three Year Anniversary of Mary Kneeland Heath Tully death. I thought of Heath Kits and Tully's coffee when I had seen her name. What might I find on her thought......

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...Jimmy was called names, discouraged, disparaged, The only people who pretended to like him were my mother, And Miss Kneeland, our first grade teacher. Jimmy loved my sister and me. He was ......

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...She can’t be left-handed, my mother told my dad. Miss Kneeland, the first grade teacher says it’s simply not the fad. There must be something wrong with her, the whole family agreed. Look at her r......

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...1967. A pink '59 Cadillac. With gorgeous chrome-laden tail fins. Yes, I said Pink. The two squirrels sitting inside were trying to use it As a girl magnet. The owner was 15. Not licensed y......

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