VOICES

One Day

One day the sun will rise softer

One day the weight will lift like mist

One day laughter won't feel stolen

One day pain will loosen its fist

One day the echoes will be gone

One day the past won't call us back

One day our hands won't shake with worry

One day our souls won't feel so cracked

One day the road won't seem so endless

One day the clouds will break apart

One day we'll see the difference

One day the healing starts

One day we'll feel the warmth

One day happiness won't feel so far

One day the haze will leave

One day we'll know who we are

One day the mirror will show us

One day the glass will break

One day we'll look back and see

One day it won't be a big mistake

Mila Lowin ʼ30 loves musical theater, dance and playing various musical instruments. Their favorite things also include frogs, French fries, horror movies and songwriting. Mila wrote this poem as a part of the annual seventh grade poet-in-residence unit. This year, students had the pleasure of working with former Blake English teacher Stacy Swearingen.