Diary

By Kara Hutchison

I read back. …

Time looks over my shoulder and

laughs.

I’ve grown, I can see that now,

Grown among the thorns of life’s field,

nurtured by warmth and light of love.

And here, between the lines, I wrote

in happiness and frustration,

joy and tears.

Now I can read. …

The bud of life’s awakening has

opened.