This picture of Dina and Laurie escorting their kindergarteners and first graders to chapel inspired this poem:
Fall blankets the way and adorns the path as
Little feet scuffle off to class.
The beauty abounds in brilliance, color, leaves
And children.
Autumn leaves flame out as they make their descent through the cool harvest air.
Their brilliant colors wane under foot, broken and crushed into the darkening earth below.
Even in death they yield a harvest.
Hidden in winter depths their embers glow, fueling hope with a spark of new life.
The morning bright is crisp with the delight of child's play,
Three souls from worlds apart share of themselves this day.
A simple wave, an outstretched hand, a smile beckons fun;
A time of joy is had by all as they slide and swing and run.
Laughter, hugs, squeals and shrugs serve as the talk today,
There is no language lost in words that love can say.
As our hearts reach out and lives extend, unstopped till each day's end;
We find great value in each other, the treasure of a friend.
"A friend loves at all times..." Proverbs 17:17
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