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| Kids' Crossing, circa `993 Today the new construction begain, with many of the same faces among the volunteers. |
lawyers, parents, people who would
never know each other but for
helping carry boards or signing
volunteers up for varied jobs.
All four children did their part back then,
their names emblazoned on the picket
fence that kept the playground safe.
And now it's gone, in 20 years, but
working once again tonight to
build another for the grandkids
of my own and maybe their kids too,
I saw some faces I remembered
from the first build, older, grayer,
their children grown as mine are,
giving back to a community,
getting down and dirty with a team
of workers who will only be a first
name on a stick-on label, whether
there beyond a full day mowing yards
or sitting at a desk, earning just enough
to eat this week, or raking in a million,
now united for the children in our town.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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