Home Beckons Us | Kristin Ellertson, age 32
The brightening sun breaks overhead,
As waking children climb out of bed.
Breakfast first…then we make haste,
School begins. Let’s not be late.
New clothes aside…I’m full of pride
As they await their bus ride.
Unknown to them was stress and fear,
We never knew would help appear.
The day moves on with effort and learning,
Slow at first and then with ease.
One by one we’re all returning,
Home beckons us in all her peace.
Clouds aloft in the evening sky,
Laughing children passing by,
A quiet moment just to breathe…
Giving thanks for what’s received.