One day as I walked along not thinking much of who I’d meet
Just hurrying along to reach where I needed to be
Hustling onward through a crowded street
Making short, quick steps as the wind almost carried my feet
I saw you
I don’t know who you are or what you’ve done
It didn’t matter then and it still doesn’t matter now
But somehow, I feel that I will see you again
I don’t fall in love at first sight and I still don’t
Just want to get to know you; your name and the things that you like
Your dreams and maybe get your insight; about life, about love
About things on the earth and things up above
Sometimes faith, chance or God makes you cross the path of a stranger
A stranger – strange huh?
A stranger – someone who you don’t know or
A stranger - someone you just haven’t met yet
I feel that you can become important to me
I’m fascinated by you
Because I feel like I already know you
We’ve met before...maybe
All I know is that on that particular day
At that particular time
Something stirred my heart, body and mind
As we passed each other
And the stranger thing stranger, after we passed each other
I looked back, something I never do
I looked back and our eyes met cause you looked back too
Copyright © 2008 PTD Lawrence
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Keep writing. There is not much to look forward to reading from members of the PSTT since hardly anyone is posting anything new.
But read the masters also. Also there is nothing wrong in tweaking what you already wrote as you go along and get further inspiration and ideas.
G. Newton V. Chance
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