one for the lanterns two for the bugs three for the punch at the summer ball four for the dances five for the dusk the things i must focus on instead of her six for the hum of cellos in c sharp playing waltzes for shuffling feet seven for the glare off every glassy thing and eight for the scent of daises in the spring but sallie s hard as stone and the look she s giving me no kisses on the cheek and i ve nobody if she says no