Y E S T E R D A Y

I played at Yankie Creek Coffee House yesterday.
New songs. Old songs. Others' tunes.

While singing the hymn, "I'll Fly Away," I heard some soft humming along.
I didn't know what to expect when I invited everyone to sing the chorus with me.

So many voices.
Singing.
In harmony.

I'll
fly away
oh, glory.
I'll
fly away
fly away
in the morning.
When I die
Hallelujah by and by
I'll
fly away.

- jlt