By: Dennis Smith It is a new day, a special day. It is my day. Of all the creatures in the universe-the rabbits, the kittens, the dogs and frogs, the other kids at school-today is mine. I will savor it to the fullest, soaking in sun and light, and beaming. I will charge my batteries for at least another day, another year, another wonderful cake of delicate frosting I can dip into with a forceful finger, and a dress with a broad, full skirt, blooming out when I spread it at arms length to fill the lawn.