God Knew

I had wondered if we would be in San Francisco
Until Sunday evening, drinking deeply
From the experience.
But by early afternoon, we had done
All we wanted, and our bodies were sore
From hills and stuff- and child-hauling.
So we drove away, through and by overwhelming traffic,
Until the sense of congestion
Made me feel claustrophobic.

Our group dealt with the couple hour drive,
An hour for specialty-pizza making,
A snafu with the rental house.…

By bedtime, we had all emptied our bladders
And found our rooms and beds.
We had eaten dinner
And given gifts
And sung “Happy Birthday”
And eaten cake and ice cream
And even started our more deep conversations.

But had we had to deal with the hour or two snafu
In the middle of the night …
We don’t know what we would have done.
God knew when it was time for us to leave
And then followed the frustration with beauty.