He Sang Of The Lord

Dustin Guitar At Nursing Home

Today was such a joy

As my son played his guitar

The audience clapped

From near and from far.

He sang of the Lord

In the songs that he wrote

And just for this mom

He had one with a special note.

I was surprised

At how well he interacted

With all of them there

Obviously, they were truly impacted.

They bobbed their heads

Or sometimes tapped their feet

I was so proud

Because it was more than neat.

How can I tell him

He has grown up so well

Maybe with this poem

The understanding will yell.

                        Teresa Marie