After the Eclipse
Clutching cardboard glasses,
People gathered in the park,
Waiting for the moment when
The day would turn to dark.
It never really did, because
When experts did the math,
We knew that for totality,
We weren’t in its path.
My son, though, when he’d learned of it
Decided he must go
And headed to Niagara Falls,
His family in tow.
Despite some clouds, they got to see
The magic in the sky,
A time my grandkids won’t forget
And here’s the reason why –
For just as quickly as the sun
Was covered by the moon,
Sharing family time, so precious,
Somehow vanishes too soon.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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