Chances
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Chances
I saw her again today, at the coffee shop.
She goes there very Tuesday, after bible study.
I think she is beautiful.
There is something about her that is, “right”.
I am not good at this.
The next time I saw her,
she was singing,
in the choir.
The angels were in the gallery,
listening…
A few days later, at the store…
Again at the bank, and the post office.
I tried. I stepped toward her.
The last time I saw her…
Sunday.
She made a lovely bride.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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