Today several times
You almost died
Without even knowing it
Disaster nearly struck
On your way to or from
There was the car
You didn’t see
Swerving around you
Recklessly
On the street were
Myriad near misses
And close calls as
You went about
Running errands
Among the people
You turned your head
Just before the cough
That would have
Laid you low
Along with the multiple
Diseases looking to latch
Onto to you and
The carrier who stayed home
Because she felt too ill
To go out or
The man who chose to
Leave the gun
In the case or
Took it out
Only on himself
Instead of the world
And you were
Unaware of all but
One you did notice that
Left you shaking
And whispering thanks.
Adam Byrn Tritt 