Serendipity
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I met my wife in such a way, is hard to comprehend
Both went to music in the park, just following the trend
I sat there bathed in symphony, my mind was in the cloud
The music it enraptured me, I did not feel the crowd
When the intermission came, I headed for my car
I brought my own refreshments, the very best there are
A girl was standing near her car, looking all around
I asked have you a problem, her gaze went to the ground
I stood there waiting for some time, hoping for reply
She said the door won't open, and I have no idea why
I wondered just what I could do, would she let me to try
I would like to help her, I was only passing by
She gave me the ignition key, the button I depressed
Not surprised when nothing happened, she was no fool I guessed
We would have to call the auto club, the only thing to do
I knew that I could do no more, I didn't have a clue
Went back to where I left my seat, said all would be ok
I got another from my car, and near her car we'd stay
Didn't hear another sound , other than her voice
To bring my own refreshment, there was magic in that choice
We talked about I know not what, the mechanic fixed the door
I ask if she could stay a while, so we could talk some more
We sat there 'till the crowd had gone, she asked to meet again
Said we must have been sent here, that was very plain
So lady luck she played the part, as serendipity is known
Had I not taken my refreshment, and she not been on her own
Our lives would be in parallel, never would they cross
We would have never met each other, and never known the loss
Copyright © Warren Mbaht | Year Posted 2022
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