Weaving gently, the three women sing out the hymns.

First holy, they then set tunes and dances in the celebration.

In response, we begin properly then break into raucous

Sneaking to each table while the adults dance, the little boy

indulges in flutes of champagne and ivory cake.

His charm will draw us into flirtations, and we, too, indulge in romance.

We swirl and twrill until the one flirtatious couple upturns the whole event;

for maybe twelve or maybe fifteen minutes, the drama plays out before

the big sister steps in and restores order anew.

Golden orbs and blue skies are perfect for this event of

delights, mischief, hidden winks, and fluttering hearts.

At the very end, we gather elbow to elbow,

teetering from libations and titillations.

Flowers sail through the air, and we jump to catch!

 

   La Primavera by Sandro Botticelli