The trumpets rise in my garden
Just in time
They gather in clusters
because a single trumpet won't do
The news must travel far
We hover over my daughter
waiting, seeking, hoping for
good news
and cherish each ray of light,
each golden morsel
After a month-long stay at the hospital
she will be released
to come home
within the next two weeks
Yes!
A glorious dreamy moment
There may be more bumps
in the road ahead
but for now
we are cherishing
this fresh hope
I would like to thank everyone
for your support and encouragement,
your prayers and wishes
At last
Good News
Loud
let the trumpets sound!