Lights at the End of the Tunnel

I need my log cabin now.

I need my 50 acres.

I need my fruit trees to tend to and flowers to pick.

I need my peace.

I need to pet my daughters‘ hair in the simple afternoon.

No one rushing me or to impress.

I need to hold my son as he rests.

Feed him the best food and smile into his eyes.

I need to start teaching my little one all about the plants.

I need it now.

It’s getting late and they don’t know how much I Love them.

They don’t know what hopes keep me going.

They are the Lights that lead me and keep me on a path.

They are the Lights that keep my eyes open, my heart open, my hands open.