Least Read Poems About School

seem to be reminiscing alot of late. today about the 14 schools i went to, in the space of just 11 years, the first two in Dutch (my favourite, the second Dutch school, i was teachers pet. i know this, as she kept me in a cage at the back of the class!) in reality, i was invited to her house. she was widowed, her husband had been in the Dutch Resistance during WWII, and died at the ands of the Nazi's. she taught me how she made her own butter, and was generally a really lovely woman, that i desperately hoped would adopt me, anything to get away from my family! her name was Mrs Paul...

We spent a lifetime apart,    
But I knew right from the second start,    
That you have an important piece of me.    
   
Like a blast from the past,    
I smiled and you laughed.    
I wasn’t expecting that we’d ever meet.    
   
I smoked your memory away.    
Thought I’d gone for the grave,    
But then you recognized.    
I saw it in your eyes,    
No word of a lie,    
It could be written on the horoscope page.    
   
Is our future without?    
My heart is taken, no doubt,    
Yet we...

He would go to those dances
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...