For the End of the School Year

We have come full circle 

We are back where we began 

In a place of forgiveness 

Charity, joy, and humor. 

In the thick of things 

We forgot we could laugh 

We got petty 

Angry, frustrated, and tired. 

The days were endless soldiers 

Lined up and marching ahead 

I'm not making a difference we thought. 

I'll never get these children ready. 

But on one of the cold endless days

We saw glimmers of what was coming. 

New skills once so intangible 

Now within grasp. 

We stoked those embers 

Gave them little bits of oxygen 

Fuel, and space to grow. 

We hoped, and carried on. 

Finally the glimmers became shining lights,

The embers flames. 

And now we see the children fully 

Who we loved into being. 

We are ready to let them go. 

They are exactly the same 

As when they came 

Yet so different. 

And so with charity, joy, and humor,

In a place of forgiveness, 

We are back where we began. 

We have come full circle

And we are ready to say goodbye.