Day 303: Delighting on a String

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did you hear that sweet sound we made?

when you were laughing on a fiddle
and i delighted on a string?

when harmonicas went wailing,
and guitars strummed on, unfailing,

and all the work we worked was played.

could you sense the smile spreading,
wide and willing
in that soul, over there,

who in the corner hid?

did you wonder,
as i did,

at the unlikeliness of joy
in us all
and give thanks
as it grew
anyway?

anyway, and grew.

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we separate notes
intoning,
to heaven praising,
groaning.

may all our concerts endless bring
the solace mirth found on a string.

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