we would sing together
five of us
at first just children’s songs
simple hymns
little Lynette backed up into my knees
while I strummed
and then songs and hymns
in four parts
now the kids took solos and duets
clear glass voices rising together
preparation was sometimes
fraught
so easily bruised by words and looks
but sometimes a small bird was released
wings strong
and would soar in deep blue magical sky
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