The Shot I Missed

I had been mourning for a bit

My lonely, single state;

I longed to have some special man,

But that is not my fate.

I wanted someone who loves me

And gives my heart a lift;

Who likes to give me precious time

Or that “just perfect” gift.

I know some things aren’t meant to be,

So there’s no need to cry,

But now and then I feel a hole

That echoes with each sigh.

So I collected all the tears

That pity tried to spill

And headed out to my back deck

To find a photo thrill.

Then, as I opened up the door

I stopped right where I stood,

There, snuggled on my back deck rail,

Was all that proves life good.

A momma bird with three small babes

All tucked up at her side.

They looked at me, I looked at them,

Our eyes all startled wide.

I raised my lens, they all took flight,

The shot I’d never get

Sped quickly from my back deck rail.

A sight I won’t forget!!

I was so sad to miss the shot,

It was so sweet to see,

But then I understood your plan…

That gift was just for me!

So I am not without the love

For which my heart might ache;

And every gift You give to me

Exceeds what man can make.