enthusiasm

enthusiasm grabs me by the right foot shakes me here tosses me there I land over the fence I am laughing because I landed on wet pumpkins enthusiasm is giggling she adores shaking me out of my age self I feel five-years-young and it is fabulous! she tosses me up into the top of the sycamore Now what? I ask. We are both laughing like Missouri mules. that loud, ugly, hee-haw laughing between friends. Jump down! She encourages me. We are howling now. the neighbors run over to see what is happening. They act like I am looney tunes. I am. Thanks to enthusiasm! and I love it.