Poem: The Children Arrive
ok, this one is not mine. It was written by anonymous after the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting. This was an event that shook me HARD< real HARD.... As a teacher and Director of a school of 350 children, of which 100 are k and 1st graders, this was a very difficult thing for me to process. It shook me to my core and took me a long time to grieve. I felt like these kids were my kids, and my kids were these kids. I did the 26 acts of kindness thing where I did one kind act for each life lost. This was a really amazing thing for me, and helped me to positively channel my grief. I also got 20 tea lights and lit them on Christmas Eve (wrote out the names of the children and said a little prayer), and then again on Xmas day. I even have a little angel charm that I wear on my charm bracelet in memory of those 20 children. Like i said, something I will never forget, ,they will always be in my heart. anyway.... here is the poem
The Children Arrive anonymous
'Twas 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed thru Heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy: they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven" declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at God's house.
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only Heaven can bring.
Those children all flew into the arms of their king.
And as they lingered in the warmth of his embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if he could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of Mom and Dad."
Then he looked down on Earth, at the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow and woe.
Then he closed his eyes and outstretched His hand.
"Let My power and presence reenter this land!"
May this country be delivered from the hands of fools.
I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sounds.
"Come now my children let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of the darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT!"
The Children Arrive anonymous
'Twas 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed thru Heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy: they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven" declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at God's house.
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only Heaven can bring.
Those children all flew into the arms of their king.
And as they lingered in the warmth of his embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if he could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of Mom and Dad."
Then he looked down on Earth, at the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow and woe.
Then he closed his eyes and outstretched His hand.
"Let My power and presence reenter this land!"
May this country be delivered from the hands of fools.
I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sounds.
"Come now my children let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of the darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT!"
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