My Mental Outburst

I found a FRIEND or maybe she found me,

or was it fate, chance, circumstance

Predestination, by whatever name?

Were we like nanoid stars whose orbits,

devised at time’s beginning,

In due season, INTERSECT?

Though we will never know

No matter! For instinct tells me

that our friendship, nurtured,

will grow strong !

So much of her I like

Her quiet ways, warmth,

A gentle wit and intellect

An honest face, kind eyes, a ready smile.

‘FRIEND’ is not easily defined

And yet,

These things mean that to me

Concerning one whom, even now,

I hope to see all the time,

And count the days and hours

until another meeting !