Such a pretty little thing with a perfectly theatrical name. I'm afraid she exited the stage here some time ago. But what a perky performance during summer stock! You've captured her well.
Hi Brian. I didn't see your comment until I began to revise again. Thanks. Once upon a time, I was one of the three pigs, and when I saw my mom in the audience, I kept waving... all alone on stage.What a HAM I was (and AM).:) Kay
Kay, I like this poem, especially the title, L1 (and the use of !), and L5.Nicely done.Chen-ou
Thank you, Chen-ou!