I met you sometime last year,
I don't remember where,
But I know we shared a song or two,
Help me circle up these chairs.

I'm glad to see you came again,
we've still a lot to do --
The convention day is over,
but the evening is still new.

A voice lilts out a melody
A single strumming hand
A bodhran adds a rhythmic beat
It's better than a band

When other fans have gone to sleep
We circle up and sing
And each takes home full measure
of all the joy we bring

I wrote this song shortly after the first GaFilk. I remember leaving the hotel on Sunday and commenting to Teri Wachowiak that I had a great time, even though it seemed I spent most of the weekend rearranging chairs into circles. The phrase "A con spent in a circle" wandered through my head, and connected with the Harry Chapin song, and I wrote the lyrics over the next few days.

I've been very flattered at the attention this song has gotten. It was published in Xenofilkia #64 and the Gafilk 2001 songbook, and was nominated in 2001 for a Pegasus Award for Best Filk Song.