Another poem from my heart today

To the 2020 Class

(© Rachelle D. Alspaugh
04/15/2020)

Dear 2020 Senior

You weigh so heavy on our mind

Ending high school without closure

Just feels a bit unkind.

So much anticipated

Senior trips, awards, and prom

Making memories with friends,

Not stuck in quarantine with Mom.

You came into this world

While we looked back in disbelief

After the events of 9/11

Left us with unimaginable grief.

Left to wonder what kind of future

Awaited you, dear child.

How scary now to raise you here

With so much innocence defiled.

Yet your world did not include

Any pre-9/11 days

God chose you for this time

And prepared you for this phase.

You’re strong and you’re resilient

These losses will not set you back.

Instead they’ll only strengthen you

And make this class a mighty pack.

Mighty to face yet another

Future world we could not see

Mighty to change her for good,

To face challenge so valiantly.

God has purpose for your class

And now that you are grown

With that confidence we can launch you

Into what seems a twilight zone.

Dear 2020 Senior

Embrace the time at hand

Know that this season of loss

Is still part of a bigger plan.

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