Resubmitted for 2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 3 Poetry Contest sponsored by Mark Toney
a chance meeting digits fleeting each I could recall days so lazy odd petaled daisy I gave you a call from one hello how would I know in love I would fall would not our fate cooperate you loved me not at all fifty Summers passed they seemed so fast then another Fall and in the end we became friends under daisy's thrall
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