On a brilliant spring day
As I watch them whoosh by, I recall the old leather shoe smell and disco beat of the rollerskating rink where I spent many childhood Sundays – skating around and around, going faster and faster, feeling free.
As I watch them whoosh by, I recall the old leather shoe smell and disco beat of the rollerskating rink where I spent many childhood Sundays – skating around and around, going faster and faster, feeling free.