Awaken Now Kristen

we sat on
the sofa
a laugh and
a smoke
we stood in
the kitchen
and listened
to what

she was workin on
she was workin on
practicin her horn
she was workin on

the next piece
her lessons
her songs
her sound

it was in her bones
it was in her bones
it was in her bones
it was in her bones

her music
her laughter
her anger
her tone
her mischief
her cancer
her wonder
her own

she had to go home
she had to go home
she had to go home
she had to go home

to her father
so tender
her mother
so strong
she fought it
and fought it
it twisted
her arm

when finally
no remission
was given
permission
was given
to give in
to give in
to give in
and taken
with mercy

awaken
now Kristin
and straighten
your fingers
on your horn
and blow

on your horn and blow
on your horn and blow
on your horn and blow
on your horn and blow