Reason For Things Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

She ran around the yard
so happily
her golden hair shined
it was so bright and sunny
as she scanned for chocolate eggs
she felt so certain
were left by the Easter Bunny
How easily a child can believe
I wonder why that innocence must leave
and pass so soon
as must every colorful balloon
that takes to the sky
I pause and wonder why
and feel and see the scattering light
from the teardropp forming in my eye
My chest heaves a big sigh
and though the momentary sadness burns
as for answers to questions that can't be answered
I sometimes yearn
I see the smile on her cute little face
A feeling that one cannot ever replace
and to see her sheer joy and delight
suddenly everything feels alright
and the sadness too does pass, almost
as if it was just a ghost
of everything I fear
But in a child's outward glee
so unbridled...I remember me
and think how fragile this life is
and must likely ever be
or else this treasured moment I might miss
and somehow never see
I motion to her and try to guide her''..
'you missed a pink one...under that tree'

James T. Adair 4/6/2010