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Gnarly Knees (Free verse) by Dovina
Cut and bruised
kicked in soccer
swollen from track.
Mother worries Iâll never marry.
But I wear my dresses short
to attract the One who will say:
I love you and your knees.
May the four of us grow old together.
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Posted: October 8, 2005 12:50 PM PDT; Last modified: October 8, 2005 12:50 PM PDT
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