Her coffee was cold, and as she reheated it she leafed
through the tattered journal and found this written for K on her twelfth
birthday, November 13th, 2001
Peaceful Wish
If I could wish
for just one thing
On a clear November sky,
I wish for peace for all
who see the stars go
sailing by.
for just one thing
On a clear November sky,
I wish for peace for all
who see the stars go
sailing by.
I wish a child’s laughter
was the only cause for
mother’s tears,
was the only cause for
mother’s tears,
I wish a father’s arms
could put to rest a
child’s fears.
could put to rest a
child’s fears.
Yes, I could wish for
emeralds and gold
and jewels to fill the sky,
emeralds and gold
and jewels to fill the sky,
But all I want is peace
for those who watch
the stars sail by.
for those who watch
the stars sail by.
She remembered back to that year, two months after
9/11. On the morning of 9/11 she had
been camping with her class in the local mountains, her son had been hiking
with his class on a four day trek, her daughter had been in school, her husband
had been at work. Her greatest fear had
been realized that when disaster struck she was not with her family, and her
family wasn’t with each other.
As a teacher she had tried to allay the fears of her Grade Six students, but this particular student’s father had arrived to take her away
to bunker down in their cabin in the interior.
That had frightened the class more than anything – the removal of this
one child.
As she looked at the birth date of K, she realized it was
November 13. The same day, when this
year, the Paris attacks had taken place.
She didn’t believe in coincidences. Clearly she had hope fourteen years
ago. Where had it gone?
beautiful poem, I wish it could became reality. But you're right, it's so eerie you wrote this on november the 13th.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I am holding Paris and all those torn by these senseless acts in my heart and prayers.
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