A song that caught the moment
and the mood
a country welcoming its soldiers home
at the war's end
in nineteen forty-five
and Doris Day
had just the voice
sweetly nostalgic
for an innocence
that she and we perhaps
had scarcely known
I say we though I was only
two that year
ten years later
after I turned twelve
my cousin Linda
taught me how to dance
a foxtrot was it?
to a recording of that tune
I hadn't thought of it
in over sixty years
but today it's playing
like a stuck record
in the jukebox of my mind
is there a message
something that I'm missing?
or is it simply
a reflection of my mood
after some fifteen months
of huddling at home
playing it safe
waiting out the virus
the travel bug is buzzing
in my ear
I'm ready for a sentimental
journey of my own