Children
By: Amy Sisson
Children are who inspire me. Everyday.
Their innocence and freedom to love has always made my sad soul feel safe.
Have you ever observed the way children interact?
They don’t know of hate, or bias, or stereotypes, or racism.
They know love.
They know trust in themselves and their source.
They inspire me to remain loving and accepting.
They inspire me to laugh and play.
It’d be with a heavy heart that I admit…
Their love kept me alive during my dark and depressed twenties.
My students were my children and they’ve always given me hope.
They would be my motivation to wake up.
To show up.
To try…
To try one more time to get through one more day.
And now… well cancer took some of my hope to carry biological children,
But what inspires me are all the other children of the world.
And love… knowing the love of children, their love and their simple need to feel loved in return.
And I often feel inspired to try one more time,
And one more day to clear through the hurt,
And find the reasons to laugh and play…
one more time, and one more day.