Here we are
standing on your balcony
singing gospel songs
across the valley
Old memories hang
like the raincloud overhead.
We sing to overcome their sadness.
We raise our voices high above
to the heavenlies.
We sing sweet harmonies
because it brings us joy.
We met outside church,
you sang those songs you wrote with an old country twang
Susan gave you her coat
Katie and I drove you to Ingles
We talked about God and Jesus and YouTube
You bought us cookies and Coca Cola
and then we dropped you off
outside Homeward Bound.
At the time we met,
you were thinking of driving out to California,
but I’m glad you’re thinking about staying.
The world needs more people like you.