How unusual, maybe a blessing
in disguise -
When a broken car window
And sudden thunderstorm
Could bring loads of wonderful memories,
Back to the time of childhood, of 'carefree life'...
Our bicycle shop,
Dad and I fixing stuff -
My first self-assembled push bike,
with gears, saddle and butterfly handle...
colorful 'spokey dokeys' and a yellow spring flag
which I hate.
Of highschool crushes,
And the puppy love drama-
of the boy on the mountian bike
who never made it on Christmas Eve
to give me an 'angel with a broken wing'.
Memories of rain and holes on the roof,
...Of deeper life's drama -
helping two souls overcome
substance abuse.
...Of transitions and changes -
backslides, lies and
'try agains'.
...Of love's triumph
over fear and broken-ness.
Memories of second chances.
All these...remembered
because of a broken car window
and a thunderstorm.
P.S.
When it rains,
it truly pours.