Out of Context

A thousand miles from where I live, In front of my hotel, I was amazed to see a face From home, that I know well. We aren’t super-close, and so We didn’t have a clue Our travel plans would overlap In time and ocean view. An out of context meeting Is a joy and a surprise, Especially when both of you Give “Glad to see you!” cries. I guess it wouldn’t be much fun Encountering that jerk Who gets on all your nerves Around your neighborhood or work. But I was thrilled to see my friend, So far away from home; And my delight inspired me To write this little poem.