You come out of your room clapping
Thanking me for singing a song
Sorry Momma, it’s not me
Not me whose singing along.
In your mind, the whole world sings
Even the trees and the sky
You wonder why I don’t hear them
I ask, do you? How and why?
I tell you angels are singing your song
You remember them in your mind
God is nudging you along
It’s calming, helps you unwind.
You nod this could be true
It happens every day
I know God watches over you
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ October 30, 2012