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My Concert

A Concert So Loud Even My Thoughts Left

By Darla M SeelyPublished 2 months ago Updated 2 months ago 1 min read
My Concert
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez 🇨🇦 on Unsplash

My legs felt like rubber.

I could not sit still.

I blew on my trumpet,

Not a sound came out.

Then my foot stuck to glue on the floor.

My teacher nodded at me.

A burp came out.

I stuttered when I tried to speak.

Some people seemed to stare at me.

Embarrassed 'cause I was not prepared.

Mu face turned as red as my hair.

My zipper came down.

I had nowhere to hide.

Friends laughed at me,

But the concert went on.

Some people seemed to stare at me.

The concert was over.

I fell flat on my face.

I took few minutes to stand

'Cause I skinned my knee.

My shoes were untied.

I stumbled again.

Some people seemed to stare at me.

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About the Creator

Darla M Seely

I am 59 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, forgiveness, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family,

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    Written by Darla M Seely