May I Have This Dance ?
” I can see you are. You don’t usually dance around like that. What’s the occasion?”
” Your friend said she likes me.”
” Why do you always have to climb things? ”
” You put that sleeve snake of yours up here so I have no choice. I am trying to get it to dance.”
” Good luck with that but I don’t think it will. Dance I mean.”
” Ok! How about this one over here then? ” Pomi had jumped onto the coffee table and looked expectantly into the white porcelain face of an angel that adorned a music box. “May I have this dance please?” The angel answered with silent porcelain perfection.
” Everything is lifeless here. ” Pomi jumped off the table and landed on the floor. “Why don’t you have any interesting things? There is no one and nothing to play with.” Pomi looked around the room for a while and then he spotted the vase with the mini moose.
” Those are moose. Mini moose, tiny elk from Ikea.”
” Why are they squeezed into a vase like that?”
” I don’t know. It seemed like a good place for them to be. Let me….”
But before I could finish my sentence Pomi was up on the desk and gave the vase a push. It tipped over and the moose tumbled to the floor.
” You were lucky the glass did not break.”
But Pomi did not hear me. He was back on the floor dancing around moving the moose from here to there and there to here trying to get them to dance but they wouldn’t of course so finally he sat down
and after having arranged the little elk around him in a half circle he started to sing: