A little child dancing with abandon to the steady beat she hears

the feeling of the deep notes taking hold if my insides

the wind in my hair and the tree at me back as I watch others around me

I read and enjoy, a part of the scene but yet apart from the scene

Me, myself and I, we delight in the music yet shun the company of others

friends are missing

A friend that would have made me dance with him

A friend that would have drank with me

A friend that would have sung with me

A body, anybody that would have kept the cold at bay