Oh, glorious spring!
The storms were amazing,
a much needed watering for our poor trees;
but they have more of the exciting than the delightful in their faces.
The loud crashes; bright, startling light.
Gusts of wind catching you buy surprise,
and the feeling that someone has sprayed you with
the garden hose as the storm’s strength blows the rain
far onto your porch and in the front door.
Storms make you shriek more than anything.
But, Spring!–ah, spring…
Now I know what they mean about new lambs
frolicking and skipping in the meadows.
That’s exactly how I feel.
I think instead of going for a walk,
I’ll dance down the street.
PennyDaisy 
i’m sorry… it’s a random thing… i didn’t know we would extend the show, so i scheduled a trip with my brother… they almost didn’t let me go… i’m sure you could reschedule your ushering, but otherwise i’m sure i’ll see you some other time… the next show i’m in is the children’s theatre robin hood show…
Maybe you should keep the frolicking to your back yard…
No the dancing is fine, just don’t go frolicking down the street, or at least make sure someone’s there to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.
I’m just going to hop in the car. Jon’s going down.
Ha! I hope so. Like I said, I’m just hopping in the car.