The Team
This lady – was a Mennonite, I know,
Described to me a little bit of flow
Of music through each generation’s gap,
And how it morphs each time from this to that:“At first there was just song, in harmony,
Our voices raised, bond of community;
This generation instruments took up,
And in between – piano-organ stuff.”Today I saw up front of us displayed,
A mom on base, foundation there was laid;
A son’s piano melody was fine,
Helped us to sing, so worship time was fine.But best of all was drummer and his dad –
The drum-kit played with skill the young man had;
By hand, percussion, bongo, deeper drums,
Filled in the gaps, accented vocal fun.I wondered if the others in the room
Appreciated what would go so soon,
As kids spread out to other schools and towns;
What joy to have that family around!So thank you for your leadership today;
Your vocals, and the instruments you play;
I wish I’d had my camera on hand,
To catch that scene here in this precious land.Thanks
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