Skate Palace by Brenda Sparkman

Skate Palace, how do I explain a place like this,
Another wonderful time for the three of us to just reminisce.
When you were thirteen you ask your Dad and I,
If we thought it would be ok for you to give karate a try.

You were growing so fast, at the time, and had really big feet,
Getting up the stairs without stumbling was hard for you to complete.
We told you we were sorry we didn’t think you were ready,
And suggested you try something to help you learn to be steady.

Your face fell and you said, “Well, what can I do?”,
“Why don’t you try skating that should do the trick for you.”
You grumbled and mumbled and said you would give it a try,
But you made sure we both knew you didn’t understand why.

So, off to Skate Palace on Friday nights you would go,
We both had to leave and could not stay to watch you though.
You kept going every Friday night, not missing a one,
We had absolutely no idea of just how well you had done.

Your Dad and I snuck into Skate Palace late one night,
And there out on the skate floor was such a wonderful sight.
You, our once clumsy, son moving so fast around the rink,
Skating to the music with both of your feet in perfect sync.

We were so proud and quietly snuck back out the front door,
Because of your plea, which we had promised before.
Both of us were so completely in awe of you on that night,
You were not only doing what we had ask of you but doing it right.

We also knew when you ask us to let you try karate again,
This time you would be ready and any argument you would win.
Over time you became a great skater, something you can not deny,
Thanks again son for listening to us and giving skating a try.

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