Strangers
I once met a very old man, his name it does not matter.
He taught me many important things like, "Listen, do not chatter".
I once met a colorful clown, who made everyone always smile.
But inside his heart was very sad, he begged "please, just sit a while".
I once met a homeless boy, who had traveled far and wide.
He was searching for some answers, but how he thieved and lied.
I once met a rising star, her magical voice would soar.
She sang so well from heart and soul, you could feel it to the core.
I once met a rich old lady, she had not a dime to her name.
But she had something we all want, not the diamonds nor the fame.
I once met a lone stray dog, who couldn't find his way.
I gave him food and shelter, so he decided he would stay.
Strangers we pass in our busy days, have a story we may never know.
Listen with your heart, and feel with your soul, only then will you really grow.
-Mary Waldeck
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