The Trick and Its Treats

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Characters in line, yet    s c A t t e R e d,
donning new costumes and knocking on doors

for tryouts
and interviews

while I stand at the curb,
peeking between fingers and trembling;

watching them reach for treats, not knowing
if the front porch light is on or off.

“I didn’t make it,” she cried.  My breath lodged
in my throat, knowing that this is real life (BOO!)

and she must feel it for all it is
because the alternative is worse –

high or low, smoked or sniffed,
emotional shut-down; silent behind
thick circles of black eyeliner.

They tell me not to quit five minutes before
the miracle happens and so, I tell her,

and she doesn’t.

And neither does he, as we see him
every night now, and at weekend games.

The trick: God’s perfect timing.

So grateful for blessings received this week. My daughter made a select volleyball team and hubby got a new position at work that cuts out his night and weekend hours. Thanks to Eric for the photo prompt.

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