through the night
counts the cracks of thunder
that are too close

late morning
sunk in the bed
not wanting to move

dance show finale
a tear slides down my cheek
beauty in motion

evening chores-
stop at the supermarket
chat with the plants

weekend plans
chatting with my sisters
cuddling my niece

last night's fun
putting vaccum together
and cleaning out the fridge

last night's dancing show
moves me to call for lessons
and get flung about