APRIL 16, 2018 | NKULA
By Morgan Kromer
Peace between those who breathe together,
We helped to make a class in trees,
Others helped out in the garden,
Afternoons were filled with growth,
Our day of silence was a struggle,
Not for most,
But for a few.
Dowtime filled with lots of reading,
Lots of stories,
Meals comprised with nourishing foods,
Sleeping outdoors in some tents,
Late night screaming,
Tin roof rain.
Alas our time there is now over,
Fresh food eaten,
Peace now made.