Welcome! Come On In…
Certain songs are meant for certain times of a day.
Songs that fix your head-and smooth the way
Few of us would want to hear
76 Trombones when its time to go to bed.
On the other hand its fun and timely for
The William Tell Overture
When getting on the on-ramp with nobody else there.
The perfect song for the perfect moment is a prize
For being faithful to the sound track of our lives.
There was a place some time ago
Made of concrete and wood,
Outside an enormous oak tree stood.
Inside warmth would greet you at the door
Good food, hot coffee and smiles
Who could ask for more?
Set back from the street—easily missed
But grown children of families brought their children
Friends met friends and reminisced.
It was—not a restaurant—but a diner.
No lost souls, except for mine
Dwelt behind the Welcome sign.
At the end of a long day
When dark or just barely
Few nights did I not go in—
Very, very, rarely
Warm air wafted
Music would play
“Make the world go away…”
Pin ball machines clanging
People laugh and chatter
Cooking smells and coffee
Here comes Edna with a platter!
As soon as I was settled in
With the other familiar faces
Another perfect song came from the juke box—
perfect for these kind of places
Someone played C 3
Soothing me down through my weary bones
The melody caressed me
Mellow notes and tenor tones
Nowhere else in world would I choose to be
“Welcome to my world…
Won’t you come on in…
“Yes”, I said
Over and over again.
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