I Wonder Why?

Long before I gave age a thought, I can remember it happening from time to time much as if a switch had been turned on and all of a sudden everything was good. There was no apparent reason but colors seemed brighter, sweet seemed sweeter, soft was softer, closeness came easier, happy was everywhere and sadness had taken a break. Everything was where it should be and, while I did wonder for a moment, I was young and moved on. Now that age and I have come a ways together, it seems to happen more often, now that I tend to keep both feet on the ground and see with an educated eye, I stop and wonder, I wonder why.