A Confluence of Happenstance

While sitting on our favorite bench, Beneath a big black cloud, A smattering of raindrops fell, Dispersing all the crowd. The cell phone rang; some friends of ours Just happened to be near. We told them where to find us As the sky began to clear. We shared our bench, the sun came out, The river was a’gleam; Such luck in these uncertain times Felt strangely like a dream. A confluence of happenstance Allowed us all to meet And after months apart, our time Together sure was sweet.