Ruckus

         Quirky I am. Seated and waiting. Wanting to
say something but I don't. Ah the choices I make.
Silence is often where I am sitting.

         Careful. Shh. tiptoeing down the hallway.
Looking for a moment to giggle. Instead I burst into
sneezes. Ah a ruckus is not lady like. Ah but what
can I say, tomboy through and through.

         Okay with the hints of frilly girlish charms too.
Sitting here batting my eyelashes. Oh come laugh
with me as the sight to behold is comedy in itself.

          So enjoy this moment of silliness as I settle
down before an adventurous day tomorrow. Plenty
to do and so much to say.

         Hoping I get that chance to give a kiss upon
the wind for friendships and hold tight the sunlight
for hugs and lots of laughs.

         Are you willing to sit with me for a minute as
I talk outside in the warm night air? Would to say
anything or just hide yourself against the darkening
skies?

        Hmm. I will wait for an answer. Just a few minutes
more upon my favorite hangout spot: concrete, iron
stairs. Hmm. Listening. Observing. Hoping.

        Yes I am. See you if I may. Perhaps?