|Photo courtesy from "Yeah Write" blog|
Why was traffic so heavy?
Everyone moving so slow
She squirmed in the driver's seat
She had someplace to go
An old friend from the past he is
An old love from school
Why did she agree to this?
Nervously grinning like a fool
He has a "Mrs."; she has an "other"
But the quickening in her heart
Could not be hidden under cover
They spoke and embraced
Time faded away
They couldn't believe after 20+ years
They were holding each other today
The story continues
Feelings can't be contained
For there is nothing to the joy
Of meeting again....
Carry On Tuesday phrase: the pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again