Mum, I love you dearly
but you can't carry a tune.
We stand side by side in church,
both loving God,
both making a joyful noise to Him.
Piano and choir director lead the way.
I hear their clear notes, right on pitch
and I also hear your heartfelt approximation.
Though we sing together
I choose to follow the director's voice,
not yours,
lest in following you
we both go astray.
So, too, you must not pattern yourself after me.
With all good intentions,
I could derail us both.
If we respond only to our Director,
though our voices wander and waver,
we will each produce His melody for us.
(Published in Time of Singing, July, 1990)
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