My little son and I were waiting for the show to start.
“They’ll bring down the lights soon,” I said.
Then I realized he was trembling, looking up at
the great chandelier above us.
Some explanation solved that one,
but it made me realize that
we take a lot for granted.
Nobody has told me, has explained
the procedure for
bringing down the lights
that I expect too soon.
I look up at those lights in the night sky
and wish Father would
take me by the hand and explain it.