I sang a song, my favorite song
Over and over, again
And again
I had written down the lyrics
In sloppy handwriting when the magic happened
Like they said it would when you write things down by hand
You can only go up, but just enough that you do not fear
God’s height when he is at arms length which is always
A time to rejoice
I had written down the lyrics
And saw that the song was a poem
I read it aloud, my favorite poem
Over and over, again
And again

© Joseph Olsen