The Love That Built a Yard

We played the
beautiful stage
at Stonywood
Under oak
arms spreading
skyward
We sang
the words
of those
who came
before
The folk
of yonder
and yore
And when
the audience
asked for more
We played
a rhythm
a groove
that moved
them
They swayed
they sang
with us
It was
a respite
in the love
that built
a yard
that took
us all
so far
even
as we packed
up the car
It called us
Home
To this
home
and the
Happy
Memory
of the
longest
recorded
show

09/20/21