The school bus rolled down our road this morning at 6:40
Same as always
Keeping to the schedule
As if nothing had changed
As if the same thing couldn’t happen again today
Or somewhere else
As if grief and terror and fear and horror
Didn’t wait by the side of the road for that bus
As if parents didn’t linger one minute more
For a last glimpse through the window
As if innocence didn’t climb aboard
Each and every day
For an education.
6 thoughts on “innocence”
I Hugged just a little tighter and longer this morning. Praying for those families and all of our children. This is not ok. My heart aches.
awful, awful. the world is going mad.
Thank you for speaking what’s in my heart.