May 07 2009
We are Ready!
Packing, crossing items from the to-do list. Family melancoly sentiments of time to be missed. Friends who will be seen are nervous, excited and pumped, teachers stressed and rushed. Rain prepares us for the weeks ahead. Running, thinking, anything else? The fear of something needed left behind. The night before will be affectionate, longing looks like a romantic holiday. Alarm don’t fail me. Car get me there. Plane fly, with Angels if needed, to get me to Dublin. For I am going to Ireland. Land of past ancestors. The misty mystical Island awaits and now we are ready to embrace her.
Michelle Gilliam