A Chance Encounter

A chance encounter turned into

The highlight of our day.

It’s funny how occasionally

Things turn out that way.

 

A museum exhibition spawned

A comment overheard

And soon a conversation followed,

Stranger/friend lines blurred.

 

A pair of old-time hippies,

Here from Denver for the show,

Shared so many common interests

They were people we should know.

 

So we chatted, trading stories

In that gallery of art

And we laughed for half an hour

But before we had to part…

 

They invited us to visit;

Said their guest room was the best.

Then we smiled and said goodbye,

While understanding their request…

 

Wouldn’t happen, though it would be just

As nice as all their claims,

For our sudden strong connection

Somehow missed exchanging names.