Of Wonderful Reasons

This music penetrates
Deep inside

Memories of sites, sounds, fragrances, 

And things beyond my five senses.

Doors open and others close

But you, you are always there.

Even when you weren't, I know

That you were

Right beside me like when

My grandfather died and I saved

A spot for him on the school bus

Between me and my friend.

Or when I fell and broke
My head, I know that you
Were not far away.

Or driving through the Scotland

Of Virginia whilst listening

To the tape that you gave me.

That music, it made me cry. 

It still does

For the same but also 

Entirely new, different, and 

wonderful reasons.