In a moment
\nI will go where the sand
\nis waking up.
\nWhere the water cries,
\ncome in, come in.
\nAnd I answer,
\nI will, I will,
\nbut the pounding in my heart says,
\nnot yet, not yet.<\/p>\n
There are swings to push,
\nstories to read,
\npoems to write,
\nwounds to tend,
\nthings to find and take home.
\nDiscoveries I haven\u2019t dreamed of,
\nthe conversation I\u2019m having
\nwith the world.<\/p>\n
So much to hear, to praise,
\nanswers to learn.
\nSo wait for me
\nand I will have wonderful things
\nto bring to you,
\nlike summer singing in a shell.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In a moment I will go where the sand is waking up. Where the water cries, come in, come in. And I answer, I will,…<\/p>\n