This Little Ice Rink:

The first time you tried it

The rink seemed so big and cold

The skates seemed to clunky

And the ice a bit too old.

The second time you made an attempt

You fell so many times

You were prepared to give up.

But something about that place

Made you ask if you could go back

Just one more time

And I'm sure glad you did.

The joy in your eyes and the

Warmth in your heart may never have

Been there if it wasn't for this sport.

I guess I'll be forever indebted to this little place

Where you first learned to skate.

It brought you a little piece of something

Just big enough to begin to teach you

How to dream.