Life can be kind or it can be full of sadness. |
Reunion The Christmas lights of the neighbor's houses Had not been turned on yet. My children and I sat in our old, cold car As the sun had one hour to set. Our destination was a long, slow trip To visit the best grandparents alive. And settle in, with all our clothes and things Before a snow storm was predicted to arrive. The children sat in silence, Amazed at their first look at the forest so green. Each tree seemed to touch the cloudy sky With strength and beauty, they've never seen. My homecoming was long overdue. The destination was a strong call in my wounded heart. A child was returning to her humble roots, To a place that love had its wondrous start. As I cruised up the familiar driveway, Papa walked down the old wooden steps. Mama opened the squeaky door so wide With the smile each person knew they'd get. The twinkle in excited Jasmine's eyes The glow on shy Cedric's cheeks The round, patched coat of sleeping baby Flo Gave the grandparents the thrill that they did seek. As if on cue a snowflake fell. And it would become a blanket of pure white snow. But it did not matter how long it would last For the tears of joy from my parents showed that love would flow. |