On Yes.

Sitting on the hard bleachers
The children are so sweet as they sing
Songs about spring time
Happy child songs
Walking in quietly
Is the teenage girl
Late
In her sweatpants
She finds her mother
The mother looks up
Genuinely gladdened by the appearance of her daughter
Reaches across the seat
Embrace
She points out
The younger sibling
The teenager
Waving and smiling
A family
Sharing and enjoying
And my eyes begin to well
One of the more beautiful things
I've witnessed in awhile