Category: Writers Block
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A chance meeting remembered.
"Does the ocean wear a frown,"
I asked, "or the sky a little smile?"
"If you wish," you said, "sit down,
And I'll tell you in a while."
So we talked about the universe,
And we talked about our dreams.
And we talked about the best and worst
Of our hopes and schemes.
We said we'd always be friends,
But I knew we'd never do,
For our youth too oft misspends.
But, Lea, I still remember you.
Very heart felt and beautiful