Intersections

Intersections

By Bud Lemire on June 23, 2012

At the intersections that crosses you with me

We can stop for conversation or pass by graciously

We can smile with a presence that is kind

Or we can ignore the other, leaving it behind

I choose to stop or say hello if I should pass

Because I find myself to be in the friendly class

I choose to honor whom I shall meet

So I smile with pleasure of all that I shall greet

At the intersections, where our paths shall cross

I feel I am rewarded, and never at a loss

The pleasure of knowing someone like you

Inside is a feeling that always comes through

It's like a hug filled with love, or something more

As we stop for conversation, before going out the door

No rush to be anywhere, just a pleasant meeting there

A little time for friends, with something they can share

It's always a great feeling, every single time

When your soul reaches out and touches mine

So next time I hope that you will know

At the intersections, it's a mingling of our soul

I enjoy meeting you at the intersections