One Day
One Day
By Katie Robertson
One day, this will be over
One day, you will see your friends again and smile
One day, you will smell the scent of coffee seeping out of the coffee shop
on your way to work that will pull you in.
One day, you will get to say thank you to all those people who helped you,
your teachers, priests, family, doctors & nurses.
You will live again, you will breath in the glorious sent of living; freely, openly, whole heartedly.
I know you are scared; I am too
But that does not mean we cannot stop,
that does not mean we cannot stop laughing,
loving,
baking,
singing,
learning
and creating.
One day, our collective scars will be healed.
One day, this nation- and world- will truly meet again.
In harmony. Grace. In sacrifice.
One day, everything you have worked so hard for, will come to you.
For it must.
One day, this will all be a memory, albeit a scary one.
Albeit a brave one.
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