Stephanie was getting ready,
For an important date,
To meet some friends down at the pub,
So they could celebrate.

Stephanie had graduated
At the top of her class,
Her friends said, after all that work,
She had to raise a glass.

But through a simple twist of fate
She’d dropped a contact lens.
It would take five minutes longer,
For her to meet her friends.

While she was driving to the pub,
She spied an accident.
It happened moments earlier;
Such a strange incident.

The driver had been driving drunk,
It must have been kismet,
Had she not lost that contact lens,
Her car would have been hit.

But since she got there when she did,
And gave the man first aid,
His life was saved that fateful night,
A death she helped evade.

For what she planned to celebrate,
Was earning her degree.
After years of medical school,
She got her PhD.

Instead of two lives being lost,
As misfortune intends,
Disaster was averted by
A single contact lens.

Sometimes it all comes down to things
We rarely contemplate.
When life and death can rest upon,
A simple twist of fate.

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