Leaving home going home

Minutes before sunrise
The low tide had extended
The beach and exposed
More shoreline that
Would be normally hidden
To human eyes–

“This is a good time
To say goodbye
I want you to be happy
Living through moments
Without fear
Maybe you’ll come back
And start your own family
I won’t know it if you do
But I can only hope”

The animal rescuer released
The final turtle
As minutes ticked away
The sun began to rise