David Harris - Strangers When You Meet

We maybe strangers when we meet,
but as friends, we depart
and so the world goes round
with you never knowing
whom you will meet on the street.
The perfect stranger
of any religion, race or creed
could end up being your best friend
by the end of the day.
The next time you go walking down the street
your next friend or best friend
you might just chance to meet.

30 January 2008

David Harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-when-you-meet/