Many Good Things

Many good things require travel
like parking in a place you have never been

and a long walk towards evening

with a folded blanket rolled beneath your arm.

There is also often waiting.

Preferably children are involved,

whose patience is greater than you had hoped

and who can fill the interim,

as darkness filters down and renders nearby families invisible,

with questions that sound new but distantly familiar.

Finally, when your happiness bursts against the sky

you will see that the odyssey was worth it

because the children are well satisfied

as they walk back tired to the car

with the miracle you wrought on their behalf.

August 7 2012