Sarah, 1992 Sarah Strawberry, 1977
Sarah - April 12, 1971
Sariah, I call her, for she is different.
She comes from out of the sky
On the big, man made bird.
We cross the tarmac to the rolling stairway
Pushed up to the opening door.
We wait.
At last the stewardess brings her down.
She smiles and reaches out, letting her knapsack fall.
For a while she will be ours,
Filling our home with her music,
Making mud pies under lilacs,
Walking Skippy on his leash,
And, before bed,
Ending our day with her hugs and kisses.
Then we take her home.
Driving the miles while we listen to her excitement
At each new sight,
We too see things we had missed before.
We return home, lonely,
Waiting for another summer,
And her return.
The Writings of Zelda Lorraine Brown Kline
Edited by Owen A. Kline and Michael E. Kline. Assistant Photo Editor David O. Kline
Copyright @1999 The Kline Family Organization, Inc.
First published in the United States of America by The Kline Family Organization, Inc. 4381 West 5375 South Kearns, Utah 84118
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