Going to the office in school uniform – tie, blazer, <br />scarf, school shoes, school cap on my head with <br />two pigtails – because we’re having 1976 Day <br />at work and that was the request, I’m doing my <br />best to make peace with my altered appearance, <br />the blazer’s too small, it’s made for a fifteen-year <br />old after all, but I’ll get by, this might be fun, my <br />boss is the only other one who’ll also be in her <br />school wear, maybe Karen and I will make a <br />contribution to the commemoration at work, <br />I used to dream of dancing on tables at school, <br />now is my chance - arrived at work, NO, school <br />day is tomorrow! - to my sorrow, I take off every- <br />thing, tomorrow my kid needs her school uniform, <br />at least I had a dream...<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-on-tables/
