A Chance Encounter - Inspired By Haly Smith
I just stopped by to get some gas
And had to go inside to pay.
I met this beautiful, blonde lass
Whose attitude brightened my day.
Everything about her was great,
Her smile, her hair, and her face.
Call it what you will, even fate
That I stopped right then, at that place.
She carried herself with poise.
Her confidence was just that clear.
The rest of my day will have no noise
As I remember that one cashier.
I may never see her again.
And, if I don’t, you can be sure
That I’ll think of her now and then
And my gloomy day will be cured.
Copyright © PJ Scheidel | Year Posted 2022
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