Sparks Follow
If we can say what we can feel,
The mind will shine; the heart will heal.
We meet by chance or so we feel.
There is no chance, there is no deal.
It is an act of God for real.
It was no chance I met him there.
We smiled and talked as we would care.
He dropped a hint I soon embraced.
It was a spark I picked in haste,
It came in time to ring a bell,
And speak of tales so few can tell,
When things remain the same for long,
Some come and say where we belong.
It's not in vain when they show up.
It sends a spark we should get up.
23/11/2025
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