The sound of impact,

and eyes wandering,

had their minds

been preoccupied

with alternatives,

might his need not arise,

until later on,

way beyond that moment,

when everyone gathered

in confusion.

The skies screamed home

to sit nearby,

gather together in tears

of joy, this is a happy time,

his eyes are glancing forward,

smiles and tears,

we are delighted,

again,

rather than

moving on.