Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Triduum

It's hard not to believe
there is magic in three.

Three is the charm that turns
a couple into a family,
junk into a collection.
Three spins a joke on its punch line.

Three helps us locate what is essential.

The tree, the sound, and someone to hear it.
Truth, justice, and the American Way.
To boldly go - the third infinitive for the Enterprise.

Why did you wait
three days to come back?
The baby was hungry,
and I was worried sick.
Never mind.
Don't explain.
Allow me to believe
in the magic of three.

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