Landsman

I never thought that there would be A landsman here in Tennessee Who shares my background and my ways And celebrates my holidays. A chance encounter - who'd expect The east and south to so connect? A few quick words, enough to tell This person knows from kvetch and kvell. Surprisingly, our paths crossed twice. In Memphis, once would not suffice; Where strangers want to share their food, There's haimish in that attitude. It might be fate that brought this meeting - Lively, fun but oh, so fleeting To remind us - look around For kindred spirits may be found.