We sat on the top of the hill looking down on the stage. Â Overhead, stars twinkled in the sky. Â Across the amphitheater, over the heads of the crowd sitting on blankets and folding chairs, a great Oak tree stood listening.
The Eggmen had been playing since before the sun went down. Â With each song, the crowd grew and the number of kids playing on the playscape increased.
Day turned into night. Â The band played Beatles tunes. The entire crowd sang along, sometimes waving their hands, great beaming smiles on their faces.
And then…
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it’s all right.
We sat on the top of the hill looking down on the stage. The words melted the sour gloominess in my heart. Â A smile came over me, and tears came to my eyes. Â Trudy took my hand. And we sang.