A friend sings this song in the car in the morning as she leaves home:
I have something in my pocket
That belongs across my face.
I keep it very close to me
In a most convenient place.
I bet you’ll never guess it
If you guessed a long, long while.
So, I’ll take it out and put it on;
It’s a great big Brownie smile!
I love it, don’t you? (She’ll die that I shared this, and she is totally not a sap, nowhere near as sappy as I am– but sometimes a gal has to take her survival into her own hands, you know? Whatever works.) Today she hummed a folk tune from the 60s, “I Think It’s Going To Rain Today.” (It was just beginning to drizzle then, though it actually feels almost like snow.) She sang something about kicking a can, and then this, which is not sappy at all:
“Help the needy and show them the way.
Human kindness is overflowing,
and I think it’s gonna rain today.”
And as for me, some days are saved after I sing this old hymn to whomever can hear it: “And I fall on my knees with my face to the rising sun, O Lord have mercy on me.”
