“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Friday, August 12, 2011


Driving, I notice
I am singing old songs,
very old, that my father sang:

Day-zee, Day-zee
I-rene Goodnight
Meet / Me In / St Louis, Louis ...

My father loved cars and driving.
I notice I’m bringing him back
to sit with me as I drive,
and sing with me.


  1. Ah...they just don't write 'em like that any more. Enjoy.

  2. Rosemary - Again you tell so much with such pureness and brevity.

  3. Thanks, Barb. Must be all that haiku / tanka training!

  4. I sing Goodnight Irene too as I'm driving and thinking of my Nana...these are the moments I cherish what she left behind. :)

  5. Oh, that's nice! Glad I'm not the only one. Now, when I drive, I'll also think that there is a NY taxi driver singing along. :)

  6. two of the same songs my dad liked to sing late in the evening or when tapping the steering wheel on long Sunday drives.

  7. Good driving songs, obviously. :)

    Nice to think that, in such different places and times, we shared some aspects of our childhoods.


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