Exaltation on a Cool, Kitchen Floor
I wanted to come visit you
Waiting in the springtime
When the leaves change
The ground outside is waiting for that
Newness that surrounds us
As we dance back through the screen door
In the sunlight of mid-April
But its glow won't stop the smiles
That are spreading on our faces
As we fall down on the kitchen floor
And she is laughing about that she had heard earlier
And I can't help noticing that she is sitting closer to me
Than she ever has before
