Serendipity
Planners plan and dreamers dream,
plotters plot and schemers scheme,
but I can tell you with utmost certainty:
not everything can be explained that easily.
Let me tell you a tale to drive home my point.
There was this bookworm who often came to the library
where one day he caught sight of a chick in the hallway;
she returned his gaze and something must have sparked,
it happened quite so easily just like a walk in the park.
“Hi,” he said and demurely she answered “Hello”.
“You’re a new face here, aren’t you?” he inquired.
“Yes, but aren’t you, too?” the girl coyly replied...
and they burst out giggling, breaking the ice.
He gave her his name and she told him hers,
both discovering they loved old Agatha Christie;
the very reason why they were in that same library -
to learn about spies, intrigues and life's mysteries.
“How about a quick bite in the cafeteria?” he then asked.
“That’s not bad at all,” she winked, “as long as you pay.”
between sips of soda they spilled out tidbits in their lives
like long-lost friends making up for days long past.
He asked her for her number which she gave right away,
then begged if he could drop by her place any time soon,
to which she answered “I’ll shoot you if you don’t come”;
just like that, no sweat, it was a breeze and they were on.
Before you know it the young boy and the shy girl got hitched
and after twenty five happy years they had four crazy kids;
don’t you laugh at this tale, I know what I’m talking about -
that good-looking guy is me and that pretty girl is my wife!
You’ve been patient and I don’t want to bore you with a long story,
I know PoetrySoup has a limit to how much I am allowed to say;
folks, just remember the moral of this story: not everything in life
can be attributed to planning, dreaming, plotting and scheming -
don’t ever dismiss this wonderful thing called Serendipity.
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