Together, Side by Side
Miss Hattie’s trumpet crossed the morning air|
And called us to our bikes to take a ride
To Kamper Park to laugh, to swim, to play
In summertime, we traveled side by side.
Each Christmas morning just before the dawn
We gathered, whisp’ring sentinels, wide-eyed,
Till streetlamps’ flicker faded into to day
We’d wait, anticipating, side by side.
When we became four orphans on this earth
In anguished sorrow, we held hands and cried.
Our solace held within each other’s hearts
We sat on wooden church pews side by side.
Your love, unfailing, fortifies my soul
Essential parts of that which makes me whole
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