Out of Context

A thousand miles from where I live,
In front of my hotel,
I was amazed to see a face
From home, that I know well.

We aren’t super-close, and so
We didn’t have a clue
Our travel plans would overlap
In time and ocean view.

An out of context meeting
Is a joy and a surprise,
Especially when both of you
Give “Glad to see you!” cries.

I guess it wouldn’t be much fun
Encountering that jerk
Who gets on all your nerves
Around your neighborhood or work.

But I was thrilled to see my friend,
So far away from home;
And my delight inspired me
To write this little poem.