the platitudes of willful resemblance

For Aunt Kathryn

though I can no longer dance.

I think everyday of the twostep.

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Posted on April 18, 2011 at 5:00 am in Uncategorized   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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2 Comments to “For Aunt Kathryn”

1. 
   Talli Roland
   April 18, 2011 at 9:58 am

   That two-step has an insidious way of invading each and every thought, doesn't it?

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2. 
   Kristy
   April 18, 2011 at 11:02 am

   reminds me of things I miss and puts a smile on my face when I'm in a good mood. Puts me in a worse mood when I'm in a bad mood. Sigh- grief

   Reply

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