Poetic Journey in Personal Discovery

I’m reposting this in honor of my niece Vivian- wrote this a while back, but today we had her 7 yr old bday party at the skating rink. Was a refreshingly friendly experience on this inline skates swooshing around in laps. Used to go there when I was a kid- my first “date” was there when I was ten. Was a trip revisiting again. Hope all of you are well!



The excitement grows as we approach the rinks’ entrance

Once inside, we try to contain ourselves, but we CAN’T!

Instant smiles, instant joy, we race to get our skates

“Here’s your wristband”; “Regular, or in-line?”; “What size do you take?”

The décor is so bright and groovy; the walls are painted in colorful carpet

As we walk we scan those walls with our hands, risking rug burn- and we like it!

Sparkly disco balls hang in the rink softly darkened

Spinning in slow circles, while to eighties music our ears hearken

Laser beams of fluorescent green are shot randomly from the low ceiling

And there is the alluring smell of nachos and pizza continually cooking

We receive our skates and lace them up; now we are ready to roll

Then we enter that smooth wood surface hoping not to fall!

We take that first glide, one foot in front of…

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