By Vivi Sojorhn

 

Sing to the balcony grown-ups says he

Wear velvet and tights with a bow

A bow that is red or green nothing in between

Change from boots to patent leather

Stiff, mess, coats, beanies, hats, mittens on strings

Sing to the grown ups at the back. Peek around the red curtain.

Lights dim out there, and we walk to the risers. Rise

Confetti falls like snow to the stage

Lights on the song, bounce, and smile.

2025(c)ViviSojorn