nice things seem to happen.
Simple things, like going to the
post office or the telephone.
But suddenly they have become
relevant – the most important
part of the day.
And I am eight years old again, and the
Saturday matinee promises a new
adventure – the serial continues
while the drama unfolds. Each week
more exciting than the last. Will
Tonto get the in time?
Nice things seem to happen –
Like getting unexpected cards, and
the promise of your hair, and the
promise of tomorrow, and of April.
And I have definite expectations for April:
a perfect time
to eat popcorn
and hold hands,
and anxiously await
rescue of the Lone Ranger –