I feel my history flow through me
Telling the tales of how my years played
Out, a theatre production of life. You see
I am the villain, the hero, the setting is staged  
A plastic reproduction of where I performed
To an ever, changing crowd of folks
An audience of friendships lost and formed
Sometimes I’ve been the jester, they laughed at my jokes
Then drama, as my voice filled with emotion
I have danced for joy and danced for love
I have been the lover, and I have been a nun
I have been strong like a tiger, soft like a dove
Final act, and I can feel the spotlight glare
I feel the warmth of the audience glow
I can’t see you, but I know you are there.
Thank you all for sharing, this wonderful show