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.
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