These kids …
In the office the phone is ringing off the hook:
Questions, complaints, volunteers.
Coffee. Somebody brought in some cookies.
Then door-to-door canvassing.
They study the street lists,
look at a map for directions.
Later there’s a phone bank site to supervise.
Two meetings tonight,
followed by a staff meeting.
Seventeen hours today.
Where am I sleeping this week?
I myself did this once …
or twice.
These kids do it better,
naturally.
As a group, they’re certainly more powerful.
These kids
give me a window into my past.
What can I offer them in return?
Only what I was given, many years ago.
Experiences, for what they’re worth.
It’s almost a time machine.
These kids
ignite my memories,
and I travel back.
Perhaps my imagination will be ignited
and take me forward.
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