Front Row Seats

Who wouldn’t be excited

To have front row seats

So close to the action

Immersed in the moment

Every nuance

Right before your eyes

Your senses are filled

Anticipation

Fulfillment

Lasting memories

But what if

This isn’t a performance

What if

This is life

Bearing witness

With front row seating

To drama

That is painful

And personal

You’re not just a spectator

You’re a participant

You don’t just sit there

You get up and help

You’re part of the action

On the grand stage

Of life

Not fun and games

Not entertainment

It’s reality

Unfiltered

And the outcome

Is uncertain

Would you still

Want front row seats?

I know I would

In a heartbeat