Week after week
on Sunday mornings
I show up
Walk right through the door
get another cup of coffee
and take a seat
down as close as I can be
just like I’m supposed to do
holding my head up high
holding AVA tight
None of the church ladies
and certainly not the men
have ever said a word
more than a half hearted “hello”
and I can’t quite figure out
the real reasons why
Maybe it’s because I can’t hear
maybe they just don’t care
maybe I’m not the type
they want around
Heaven knows
I sure don’t try
hard at all
But just this one time
a lady said,
” I like your bright pink scarf”
and I didn’t hear
because she stood
so far away
like most people tend to do
If it wasn’t for the man
that sits beside me
week after week
on Sunday mornings
I never would have known
Sometimes I just have
to stop and think
count my many blessings
know that God alone
knows everything
and loves me just the same
He knows this bright pink scarf
isn’t just fabric wrapped around my neck
it’s a gift from a kindred spirit
that always sits besides me
lip syncs lyrics
loves me just the way I am
and when I’m wearing
something I’ve been given
I’m wearing love and acceptance
and I feel it
down in my soul
like a kiss from heaven
little bit of lovin’
standing out and set apart
like my bright pink scarf
Jeanna' Soul 