Winning

Finally.
Joy, trickling to every corner of me.
Happiness breaking out in little thrills that run around inside me, in tiny firework-showers of delight.
Feel like jumping.
And singing.
And yelling.
And dancing.
Simply must dance.
Now.
Here.
Try a funny little jig in heavy-heely shoes.
Not nice.
Must get rid of shoes.
Ok.
Fling them.
Now.
Now dance.
No partner.
When has that ever been a problem ?
Right. Dance.
Hop, hop, wiggle.
Squiggly-wiggle, leap, laugh.
Twist and jump, and turn and grin.
At the world in general, because we've won.
We've WON !!
(ok, so we didn't win. But we kind of did. ok, we didn't. but never mind.)
Jump on Marchhare.
Mock Turtle is standing, lost, grinning in a weak, mock-turtley sort of way.
(Judges were good. Yeah, especially since they made us win...)
And the Chessy cat ? Off again. But grinning still.
And Alice is about, who brought her umbrella to the stage.
And we ?
We're off to Dinner, to feel important.
Skipping all the way.
Can't dance there.
Nope.
So I'm here.
Squiggle, twist, hop.
And of course, smile.