I faced that question just today.
...Could be put off no more.
Then suddenly I thought of boots,
which last, on stage I wore!

I danced in this fine footwear
in the My Fair Lady show.
Though hot to wear, this pair
of dancing feet, it could not slow.

At that time, things were going well;
one might say: excellent!
With Fall, I saw no pending change.
But, south, things quickly went.

But, prior to those Autumn days,
when bad things just amassed,
there still was one more final show
and party for the cast.

You said, perhaps you would attend;
'twas Denny's choice to make.
If he so wished to see the play
then him, that day, you'd take.

I hoped you'd go but certainly,
I knew your son came first.
But for that prospect, I prepared,
while others--they rehearsed.

I bought two tickets for you, if
your presence had occurred.
You'd probably have fainted though;
"He bought these Oh My Word "

My brain those days seemed torpid
but e'en when it, I did use,
you never even knew it 'cuz
to tell, I didn't choose.

For, you weren't there. The schedule
of the day did not allow.
Those tickets, thus weren't utilized
nor spoken of till now.

But though you were not at the show
that final matinee,
you were, in fact, quite present;
for your touch was there that day.

We all pledged we'd contribute
to the party following.
You baked some brownies (quite unasked)
for me to, therefore, bring.

These brownies didn't linger, either.
They were eaten fast.
They caused much conversation
at the party for the cast.

"Who made the brownies?" asked Elaine.
"Colette baked them for me."