Thursday, 1 September 2011

The stage

The curtains open...
Fine music is heard.
With eyes glued we sit and stare.
Like puppets events control our eyes.
Emotions fill us to brim.
We smile, laugh and cry.
Excitement fills us with happiness.
Laughter bubbles like the morning porridge.
We laugh till we cry…
We cry till our eyes run dry…!
Fun is filled with Joy.
Courtesy of artistic expressions we enjoy.
The curtains then fall...!


  1. thanks for including my name in the piece!!!i love!!!not just because of my name its a lovely piece.

  2. it was coincidental but am glad i did!