Second Chances

Does anyone else notice that thing about Life?
How it twists when U-turn?

The way it takes you by complete surprise—
when you’re sure nothing will change.

The way it prostrates you
before the Lord of Unexpected Consequences;
and castrates you
with your hands behind your back.

First, the funny;
next, the sad.
Finally, the last tragedy;
and after, the bittersweet.

If it weren’t for moments
of sublime interspersed,
what would be the point,
really?

The hand held,
the tear shed,
the smile given,
the second chance.