Lunch

The background noise:

.

the choir, 

Todah I heard

your voices and prayed 

.

on the crashing of pots,

the roaring of trucks

Halleluyah

.

and there was so much 

of life in it, more than

remaining years. 

.

I felt like shouting with glee

but dared not. There were 

too many years in the room.

.

It was a prayer of thanks,

Todah for tumult.

And the hearing aid would squeal

whenever I would smile.