The moment that I’m thinking of I know I’ll not forget.
It happened on a summer’s eve, quite commonplace and yet,
I’ve never felt that way before, and surely never since,
The feelings that coursed through my heart most surely did convince
This father and this husband that, of all men then alive,
Was fortunate beyond his dreams and nothing could deprive
Him of that joy that filled his soul and made him swell with pride,
For sitting on the cottage steps were daughters and his bride.
‘twas in the early summertime, we’d gotten there at three.
The bags unpacked and dinner done, I went outside to see
The sunset and the golden glow that spread across the sky,
And then my eyes filled up with tears, so let me tell you why.
The dusk of ev’ning spread across the ocean and the sand,
The cottage opened, clothes unpacked, I thought I’d try my hand
At counting waves out on the porch beneath a near-full moon,
Unaware of what I’d find right there above the dune.
For on the graying wooden steps and bathed in moonlight’s glow
Were sights and sounds I’ll not forget and made this fellow know
That he was blessed beyond compare and tears filled up his eyes,
As laughter and their voices spread and filled the air and skies.
Pressed close together on the stairs they giggled o’er and o’er.
I watched and listened to those sounds, mixed with the ocean’s roar.
I thought my heart would burst with pride for surely there was none
As lucky as this simple man who seemed a chosen one.
I couldn’t hold the tears that came, and didn’t even try,
For they were tears of wondrous joy and no one could deny
That standing there unseen by them was someone who now knew
Blessings that were heaven sent, Sheli, Kirb, Diane and Sue.
Silver trophy winner
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