Hour 1: Resiliency

This morning I opened my eyes.

I stretched…

I smiled…

Freedom!

A beautiful day with the rooster crowing

His perfectly obnoxious cry.

A new day.

A new start.

To the “best summer ever.”

The last year has been chaotic.

School in pandemic times.

Isolation…

Zooms…

Worry…

Yesterday morning I opened my eyes.

Bittersweet emotions…

Saying goodbye…

The end of a crazy year.

One thought on “Hour 1: Resiliency

  1. Sister!!!! I am a high school teacher in British Columbia and I feeeel this poem. The joy of opening your eyes to a new day after this crazy year is so clearly singing through this piece…and how we, as teachers, feel the pain of year endings in our rear-view mirror even into the first day of “freedom.”

    Thank you for sharing your joy with us.

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