Tonight I bid farewell to August as well as
another summer-season routine of childcare.
Others are bidding farewell this time of year to
students leaving for far-away schools.
Some are suffering the pain of permanent earthly farewells!
What a blessing to love enough to
suffer the pangs of fond farewells!
"I don't want to be rude" said Little girl
"but I feel like I just need to run!"
...and I looked at her and said,
"oh, by all means, run to your hearts content!"💖😊😍
...and run they do taking after Father Time with dust flying at their heels!
Draining every last drop from the joy of the moment!
....leaving so many smiling traces in our faces...
(they named one of these peaches Jim!)😂
(and yes, we will be peeling some of our fruit before we eat it!)😅
...planting and plucking a sense of flowers
in/from the gardens of our hearts...
May we all be blessed, as to bear
Love’s tenderest contests of care
The aching, raking throb that tugs
As words give way to wordless hugs
As bitter-sweetest hunger swells
In heart-tempests of fond farewells
May we all be blessed, as to know
The wresting pangs of letting go
Of searing heartstrings stretched and stretched
Until there is no heartstring left
As love and longing toll soul-bells
In clanging, twanging fond farewells
May we all be blessed, as to feel
The raw essence of silk and steel
Entwined about the inmost crux
Of joy and sorrow’s sacred flux
Between shorelines no ocean quells
As we endure love’s fond farewells
May we all be blessed, as to learn
The best and worst of no return
Where time never replays a day
And all that is can never stay
As arms and hearts weather the swells
Of parting’s precious, fond farewells
We thank love’s Giver for the gifts
That try us with life’s dearest rifts
Reminding us within its test
That we have been Supremely Blessed
Both king and beggar as Time fells
Castles of touch with fond farewells
© Janet Martin
To all the students the world over heading out...