I met a man
Recently and by accident
Passing through my town
Gone from his holiday
On his way home
Here for the night
And we just talked
Like two weary travelers
On the road of
Life recalling our adventures
Definitely a chance meeting
Which has now carried
On to more days
Of conversation as though
Hearts stopped to rest
In a most unlikely
Place but known to
Souls as hopes wayside
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 