First Night Nerves
In my youth a starring role
as fair Titania in Shakespeare's play.
Learning my lines was my goal.
Remembering them all who could say.
Rehearsals went along at a pace.
Costume donned with pan stick face.
Oberon hissed in my ear.
Before entrance on the stage.
Something about "making it clear".
I looked at him askance,
then threatened with a glance
The director came backstage
with script in hand.
Flicking over each page
said " Titania! You understand?"
The penny dropped.
Oberon's jealous remark.
Hoping I "flopped".
Everything rested.
Being tested.
I.
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