poetry

Feeling Grateful

Feeling Grateful

at the spring band concert
it’s not like fall

yes, we are the same people
lined up in the same hallway
to watch the same kids
play the same instruments
in the same black and white clothes
but we’re not the same

the talk is of the fire
where were you?
how are you?
where are you living now?

and the undercurrent in every conversation is
I’m so glad you’re still alive
your kid is still alive
we’re still alive

not all the instruments are the same
not all the black and white clothes made it
but we all did
we’re all still alive and here to listen
to the sixth graders labor through Lean on Me
and the Jazz Band absolutely kill it
playing Feeling Good