Ode to Happenings
By Cheryl
It was late
in the day when my wife made the call.
For an early
morning party with no warning at all,
But Mike
reassured her she was not alone
Though the
store was now closing he stayed on the phone.
I laughed as
I listened thought there is no way
Of planning
a party this late in the day.
She hung up
the phone and ordered me out,
Clean up
that lawn she started to shout.
There’s a
tent on the way and we’ve no time to spare,
We’re
holding a party, let’s do it with care.
We raked and
we tidied well into the night
When the
lights of that Happenings truck came into sight.
Out climbed
Mike and ordered his men about.
I did what I
could though I still had my doubts.
I watched
with amazement as that big tent went up.
They
unloaded the dishes with matching tea cups.
There were
tables and chairs, a dance floor and stage,
Ice buckets,
linens and games for all age,
Wine
glasses, a fountain; is there no end!?
My wife is
real happy and now Mike’s my new friend.
Happy
Birthday.
