the next day, in the
stillness of the moment,
noting the candle’s
rhythmic flicker I knew
the walls were singing,
reverberating from the joyous
sounds of forty choir-camp voices
as they raised the roof of my home
stillness of the moment,
noting the candle’s
rhythmic flicker I knew
the walls were singing,
reverberating from the joyous
sounds of forty choir-camp voices
as they raised the roof of my home
