In the overall scheme of our lives
We each have our own paths to travel.
But there comes a time
When two such individuals
Cross paths,
Being from two different ways.
One of journey
Leads to who knows where.
The other the same.
But the person walking
Each path is different
Yet the same
And as they cross
Each looks up
To meet the other’s eyes
And finds a friend
Looking back.
Then as they walk on,
Continuing on their path
They remember
And knowing they do have a friend
Somewhere in the world
So as we continue on our separate ways
I know that I will remember you
So keep growing with life
And remember
You’ve always got a friend
In this traveler.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017