Today I went to church in the building where I grew up.
|This is it. Banisters perfect for sliding.|
I probably should have said
in the building I grew up going to.
But I think it was right the first way.
I did grow up there.
At every turn, there was someone I knew,
whom I was happy to see.
A building full of lifelong friends.
Most of my Sunday school class was together
for the first time in years.
And I wonder why we wasted so much time back then
not being better friends.
We were all each other had.
But I hope the love I have for them now can make up for it.
Today, I was at home.