You were a stranger,

Through my yesterdays,

A face I’d never seen,

A name I’d never heard of,

Or a place I’d never been,

A reflection in a window,

A footprint in the sand,

An echo in the distance,

A brush upon my hand,


You were a hint,

Of summer sunshine,

A scent of autumn pine,

A whispered chill of winter,

A whitened auburn vine,

Amid the changing seasons,

The new that follows old,

The friend I hadn’t met yet,

The stories not yet told.


The strangers of my yesterdays,

Are soon tomorrow’s memories.


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