Sophia White - Happenstance

I was here.
There you were.
You a him,
I a her.

First you spoke.
I replied.
We were both
Alike inside.

I went here.
You went there.
Strange – we met
Everywhere.

Going there?
I am too!
What a chance –
I’ll join you.

Odd how things
Are that way.
Happenstance?
(Grin.) No way.

Sophia White

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