They started by telling me that
he was an amazing singer.
You should have heard him at the Christmas concert
with all the lights in the window.
everyone would have goosebumps.
you could have a spiritual experience when he sang,
which of course made sense
because music can unravel us
in the very way we need.
Then they told me how
he was so gracious at the end of church,
how he’d shake everyone’s hand,
how he’d make everyone feel seen,
how he’d been a member for as long as
they could remember.
The last thing they told me
was that he was the first person they knew
that died of COVID.
And in the silence that followed
I prayed that every person
who shares the same story
also has a group of friends,
tucked into the corner
of a neighborhood bar,
that will say
how wonderful it was
to know you.
And I hope you hear it in heaven.
And I hope you sing.