Treasure

In a mad maelstrom of swirling music projects today in Lyricism, we ended up first rocking out and frightening an official meeting being held mere feet away from my open-doored classroom (I mean an OFFICIAL meeting!), and later in this conga line to Harry Belafonte's "Banana Boat Song." With a month to go, I treasure each moment. This is my entry for the prompt "treasure."