Awakening on that December day,
one week before the Winter solstice.
Christmas trees just up
and lights strung together.
Four simple numbers. 12 14 12
Linked together forever...
Of bravery of the teachers..
seeking to protect the lives of their students.
To the colors of the school.
Pure white for the innocence of the children
and the hope and joy that were before them.
Green for the verdant hope of renewal each spring.
Let the reds and whites and golds still twinkle in your souls.
Those crimson joys to return ever so slowly.
Within the embers of our current time,
let a burning blaze of goodness and kindness emerge from those quiet embers.
Let us provide those extra hugs to the children and the parents that are ever needed now.
Let the memorials grow and hope be instilled again in the lives of those affected.
Of that silent row at graduations and weddings.
Of the empty generation.
Yet you, Sandy Hook, are a community forever changed
In a world that is forever changed as well.
Still remember to celebrate the innocence of lives of children born.
To see them jumping for joy in the future.
To see a bonfire of hope again...
continually igniting our world with endless 26 acts of kindness being demonstrated before mankind.
Let us change the numbers of time each day...
Further distancing from that horrific day
and yet drawing us ever closer day by day..
by those memories still etched in our minds, hearts, and souls.
By Scott R. Davis
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