After the Eclipse

Clutching cardboard glasses, People gathered in the park, Waiting for the moment when The day would turn to dark. It never really did, because When experts did the math, We knew that for totality, We weren’t in its path. My son, though, when he’d learned of it Decided he must go And headed to Niagara Falls, His family in tow. Despite some clouds, they got to see The magic in the sky, A time my grandkids won’t forget And here’s the reason why – For just as quickly as the sun Was covered by the moon, Sharing family time, so precious, Somehow vanishes too soon.