We met in the emergency ward,nGetting our stomachs pumped.nSuffered the indignities two curtains apart.nOverhead the cop who brought you in say,nNext time, son, you might not be so lucky.nAnd I laughed out loud.nnYou counted all the times you crashed your carnI showed you the scars on my arms.nWe stuttered and stopped right therenTill I got a brilliant ideanAnd kicked my legs right out from under menTrying to kick up my heelsnand you laughed and said, nYou tried so hard.nnThe first time we said goodnightnI could hardly speak let alone sleepnTook a deep breath, let it out and then nLooked straight at you and said,nI don't think life just happens to younMore likely in spite of you.nIt's a marvelous thing.