A week ago, come Sunday we sat in His house and prayed,
Asked for grace,
Walked in the light,
Inhaled the aroma of a new dawn’s day.
A week ago, come Monday we heard a covey flush,
The call of the wild,
A cool north wind,
Daybreaks frost and its icy crunch.
A week ago, come Tuesday we looked towards the stars amazed
Asked for forgiveness,
Health for those loved,
For life at a slower pace.
A week ago, come Wednesday, you answered those prayers we prayed,
Strengthened our bonds,
Greeted new neighbors with welcoming arms
Filled each heart with loving grace.
A week ago, come Thursday we sat as our children played,
Remembered our youth
Laughed at old stories
Talked about how we’d aged
A week ago, come Friday we sang, then reminisced
Shared old photos on a page
Drank spiked lemonade
Spoke of those sadly missed
A week ago, come Saturday my good friend sat over there
Now as we speak
And tell old jokes
We stare at his empty chair
A week ago, come next Sunday, the day after Saturday lights
We realized that time had quickly grown shorter
Days passed without sleep
Past lives and good times drifted past in the night.