HAPPINESS
Everyday in the afternoon
at school
for two weeks
we practiced dance steps,
grabbing of hands,
weaving bright ribbons
around a May Pole.
On the day of the spring performance
I wore a new buttercup sundress
my mother made.
It had straps tied
in bows on my shoulders.
Before I put on the dress
Mother showed me
how to shave under my arms.
My mother showed me
steps to becoming a woman.
Do girls and boys learn how to weave the May Pole at the schools in your town?
Sorry this is so late today, I spent the whole day at the hospital in the emergency room so they could tell us that my husband didn't have the flu, or a stroke, or heart attack. What he does have is idiopathic vertigo--the Roy Williams disease. That is really great news.
I have another good May poem for you tomorrow, come back soon.
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