In that moment there was perfection



There can be chaos all around

There can be white noise

There can be a cacaphony

There can be cries of pain

There can be cries of frustration

There can be so much that is wrong


Yet, sometimes time can freeze

There can be one moment

One moment of perfection

In the midst of searing heartache



You define that moment

Need not assemble a search party

For it can be right under your feet

It can be those beautiful eyes looking up at you

It can be that unsolicited warm son hug

It can be a truly heavenly bread pudding


In that moment,

if you allow yourself,

there can be perfection

and a mental rack

on which to hang your troubles


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