Like a choir

If only life was like a choir,

with each person having their part

and in synchrony and harmony

with the all, and each important

but not the best in this race to

the concert where the voices will

fall with their magic and no one

will see the one, just the whole.


Though I must admit that

there are times when I wish

to stand and turn my back

on my part and go and

sing in falsetto with the girls.