my internship is in it's last hours

[emohappy]

so we finished our last camp, it was a 10 hr bus ride away, but we were in tents right on a lake, so it was awesome. so now all thats left to do is debrief with the missionaries and then i drive around poland and germany and france with my family for two weeks. and then i get to come back to MN and see all my friends there, i can't wait, i have missed you all so much. i don't have alot of time right now, but here is a poem.

My heart is a house\
my doors and windows locked
Light comes through the glass
it shines truth in my room
it warms my face with love
by it my heart is fed.
My closet is shut, dark and cold
my cellar door scarcely seen
I turn the knob of my door
the wind rushes in
and knocks me off my feet
I stand to shut the door
but like a thief it came in too fast.
It blows pictures off the wall
and trinkets from my shelf.
My closet door is crushed
Light and Air pour in
my closet now in shambles
I sit and stare in grief,
Do I fix it like it was?
The Light and Air are new
they bring me freshness and warmth.
What the wind ruined
lies shattered on the floor
I should clean it up
Should I replace it with the same?
I think I’ll acquire some new stuff
I’ll put screens on all my doors
and leave my windows open.
The Wind and Light are welcome
I’ll live with the Wind in my hair
and the Light on my face.