The hand we are dealt

I'm at the airport
Watching the planes landing
My thoughts are in the future
In some other place and time
Wondering about possibilities
Wondering about this: my life!
Does love come stumbling in?
Only once in a lifetime?
Or does it happen often enough?
To make us think we are lucky?
To make us feel we are blessed?
Are we ever truly happy?
Are we ever truly content?
With what we are given?
With the hand that we are dealt?
Do we have to compromise?
Do we have to be satisfied?
With the little pieces and accept?
That little is better than nothing?
That something is better than none?
For our Lord promises to give us
The blessings that we pray for!
The love that only He represents!
That unconditional love of our Father!
That God-given sacrament
When two are joined together
To live out their lives in love!