From time to time
someone crosses our paths...
A glance,
and a smile...
A heart quickens
Emotions churn....
A wish
for time to stop....
A chance to share,
A chance to hold on to that moment....
A chance to know
what it means....
But time keeps moving,
and paths change...
The smile now covers
the sadness
at what might have been....
Tara Mullin-Lowney
(c) 2005