The Other "-acey"

on gloomy days I smile

when I see you coming

because your presence brings joy

and you probably just tripped over yourself.

you only say one word,

sometimes maybe less,

and I'm knocked to the floor

laughing with tears in my eyes.

funny faces,

silly walks,

jokes that can't be explained,

strange looks from people

as we sing scores from Sweeney Todd.

you're clumsy,

I'm awkward,

we make quiet the team

and that can't be changed

because I'd miss you too much.

even in my absence

when you find yourself bored

listen very closely

and you might hear me

"huminahumian . . ."