Magic Moments
There are those magic moments
Before work when the day holds promise
And you know you can do what's required
The anticipation of the son returned
From college who left a boy, now a man.
The younger son who draws a picture
Of you asleep before Santa's arrival
A wife who designed the kitchen
In a way which you never could
And the truck that leaves the road
Around the S-Curve with ice
And instead of hitting the tractor trailer,
Or the oncoming cars and trucks
Stops 20 feet from the guardrail,
No damage but to the blood pressure
And you pause...and give thanks,
Now knowing what alive means.
