tired midwest parents

On a new corner
They play through shared excitement 
A storm is coming

Logistics let down
Our children wander the street
Who will sit with you?

Energy spills over
Talk of teachers, table mates
We begin again

The grass screams so green
As they shuffle at the sight
Future approaches

A hug, a high five
She takes his hand in comfort
I remember hope

As they ascend stairs
Joy and jokes and smiles abound
A tear forms in mind

Waves from windows pass
On their way to discover
They are taller now

Black and yellow fade
Silent corner of parents
Where has the time gone?

Now we walk in rain
Back to our days of routine
Today. Tomorrow.

-TMP