I stand...where i always stand...
The sun reaches out to us...her first light is of that most special kind...the golden kind...
The children are all wearing halos today...from where sunbeams... have been woven into their hair...
Precious things that they are...
children...
and sunbeams...
The air is cool... but there is the whispered promise of warmth still to come as that fiercely glowing orb climbs...high... into the blue...
As is my way...with green eyes...i watch...
There is running and playing going on all around me...
The hum of childhood fills my ears and makes me smile...first quietly...
on the inside... my soul stirs to life...
and then a short while later that soul-smile has...
on, up-ed and out...
It has found a pathway onto my lips and into my eyes...
for surely my eyes must reflect my feelings...
My thoughts start to wander...from the playground under my feet...
away... and onto this page...
I am touched to see the two 'on duty' teachers both bend down to console another mothers child...
One pulls the jacket closed over a little chest...
The other is on one knee...
Both have hands on him...
Both lean in...
and listen...
and teach...
There is a struggle going on within this child...
Maybe he is cross...
Maybe he just wants his mommy...
I am too far away to know what the matter really is...
But i feel impressed and grateful for the teachers on the playground...
I hope she [each one] knows her worth!
Post Script
Are we not all teachers on the playground of life...
When good things happen i rejoice...i just can't help it :)
