Crossing Paths
Each day on my run
I see you there
Enjoying the sun
Without a care
You nod as I pass
I do the same
But no more than that
Like some child's game
I always look back
I have to see
If you are still there
Looking at me
And you always are
Yes, every time
You're looking my way
Your eyes meet mine
And I fight the urge
To turn around
To see if we have
Some common ground
Then when I get home
I think of you
And wish that I had
Just carried through
So today I plan
To do just that
To at least say hi
Perhaps to chat
You're in the same place
And as I near
I slow to a walk
My intent clear
You rise to meet me
I stop and smile
You ask me to sit
And talk a while
The hours fly by
And we both know
That we're in love
At last, and so
We leave together
Each thankful for
Crossing paths and love
Forever more
Terri Lyn Stanfield
8/20/2001