Night Skating

hannah miller
Feb 24, 2017 · 1 min read

You skated on the ice all alone

After the hockey boys had gone

Your black booted racer blades cut sharply into the ice

Singing out the swishing sound which did hone

Your ears to tune in like an echo device

To listen like a dolphin for any surface surprise

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Story telling was a part of my history. I grew up on an Island in the Atlantic where oral stories were told for entertainment.

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