Students - Have you ever wished that you'd said something after it feels too late to do so? I have. And sometimes I think of a perfect line right after the person I have been talking with walks away.
This poem came from my own memories of friends complaining about square dancing. I secretly liked square dancing, and I still do enjoy both square and line dancing. But in fifth grade, it was not considered "cool" at all. This poem tells my inner feelings, and inner feelings are a great place to find secret dusty writing ideas. Our minds and hearts are like attics and basements, full of old feelings we can mine for writing.
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