I saw your face in a sea of faces,
and you drew me like moth to flame.
And I walked up to you and
did say hello and smiled at you.
And you did say hello
and smiled right back,
and my heart lit up
and glowed so bright,
like it had only done times so few
over the many years of my life.
It was that magic feeling,
that some may never feel,
those unfortunate many,
not lucky as we be.
So, in the meeting of you,
I am wondering this.
Did you feel the magic too,
the way I did in meeting you?
We, each one, have our own uniqueness
to offer to those perceptive enough
to see the rareness of valuable gifts
laid at our feet, as empty hand held out,
looks for perfect match,
to fill a heart with fulfillment.
So, what will we do
with this gift?
