Lisa dressed up for 1st teen dance.
This was a moment of my life
It had to happen to enjoy my first dance
It was at my Kentucky school
Student council raising money
Created a Valentine’s date match
Sweaty palms and pencil in hand
This one signed up for a date
All for the Valentine’s dance
Twelve years old seventh grade student
Unsure of how to prepare
In stepped my big sister
After dying her red dress
And sharing her white blouse
She carefully applied my makeup
An expert of creating beauty
Nervously excited to meet my date
Daddy dropped me at the school
Along came my selected date
At his side was his girlfriend
Nice to meet you and moved on
As my mind was some confused
I shook it off when
On came the music
And it took one song
As sure as it was Chubby Checker
I was sure to do The Twist
Guess who won the twist contest
That was my family tradition
It was a good night
And that’s how it’s done
When life changes moments
Make it a good time
Today I decided to do a combination of prompts. My own prompt Let’s Twist and that of Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides. What’s your poem of the day?
Still twisting at age 13
Gosh this takes me back…twisting to 45’s in the basement…
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Good memories
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🙂
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I have a feeling that you have always been one to make lemonade out of lemons. Can you still do the twist?
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Yes just not as fast or low
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I love lemonade!
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Especially the kind that’s homemade!
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Ah, those were some fun days.
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