When the unexpected occurs, we don’t want to appear too anxious. Then what should we do?

 

Should we wait for a cue that might not come? What if we don’t act fast enough, on . . .

 

 

A Bright Summer Day

 

I couldn’t believe it when she appeared before me,

as I sat relaxing under the garden tree.

She looked at me in a bashful way,

on this beautiful, bright summer day.

 

My eyes met hers, shining and blue,

and she smiled at me and I didn’t know what to do.

A friendship might be possible, I’d say,

on this beautiful, bright summer day.

 

Was this a relationship meant to be—

one where we’d blend our hearts and souls perfectly?

She acted in a manner that took my breath away,

on this beautiful, bright summer day.

 

White, puffy clouds floated overhead in the sky,

moving in circles, but I didn’t know why.

Then the marvelous being just wandered away,

on this beautiful, bright summer day.

 

 

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