To Chris

You came tumbling down
from your upstairs bed
with heavy steps
and that wry grin
 
“No wonder I couldn’t wake up”.
you said.
 
We both laughed
as I turned down the volume
on a Brahms symphony.
 
Today, with strains of Bach in the air –
Sheep and Lambs
May Safely Graze
 
I pray these sounds
are heard in heaven –
 
and almost feel
your footsteps on the stairs.

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