Another poem from my heart today
To the 2020 Class(© Rachelle D. Alspaugh
04/15/2020)
Dear 2020 SeniorYou weigh so heavy on our mindEnding high school without closureJust feels a bit unkind.
So much anticipatedSenior trips, awards, and promMaking memories with friends,Not stuck in quarantine with Mom.
You came into this worldWhile we looked back in disbeliefAfter the events of 9/11Left us with unimaginable grief.
Left to wonder what kind of futureAwaited you, dear child.How scary now to raise you hereWith so much innocence defiled.
Yet your world did not includeAny pre-9/11 daysGod chose you for this timeAnd prepared you for this phase.
You’re strong and you’re resilientThese losses will not set you back.Instead they’ll only strengthen youAnd make this class a mighty pack.
Mighty to face yet anotherFuture world we could not seeMighty to change her for good,To face challenge so valiantly.
God has purpose for your classAnd now that you are grownWith that confidence we can launch youInto what seems a twilight zone.
Dear 2020 SeniorEmbrace the time at handKnow that this season of loss
Is still part of a bigger plan.
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04/15/2020)
Dear 2020 SeniorYou weigh so heavy on our mindEnding high school without closureJust feels a bit unkind.
So much anticipatedSenior trips, awards, and promMaking memories with friends,Not stuck in quarantine with Mom.
You came into this worldWhile we looked back in disbeliefAfter the events of 9/11Left us with unimaginable grief.
Left to wonder what kind of futureAwaited you, dear child.How scary now to raise you hereWith so much innocence defiled.
Yet your world did not includeAny pre-9/11 daysGod chose you for this timeAnd prepared you for this phase.
You’re strong and you’re resilientThese losses will not set you back.Instead they’ll only strengthen youAnd make this class a mighty pack.
Mighty to face yet anotherFuture world we could not seeMighty to change her for good,To face challenge so valiantly.
God has purpose for your classAnd now that you are grownWith that confidence we can launch youInto what seems a twilight zone.
Dear 2020 SeniorEmbrace the time at handKnow that this season of loss
Is still part of a bigger plan.
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