Strangers When You Meet Poem by 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
yeah it is funny how some friendships stick and some just sail on by....IT was good to meet you and your Mrs David and I hope to see you again this year. A very observant little ditty Smiling at you Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:23:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
strangers are friends you just haven't met yet.......