A meeting of sorts

meetings are special occasions... this poem is about a meeting that took place .. a meeting that changed the lives of two people forever ( for the better)

quiet steps fall gently in the grass,
Bringing with them secret smiles,
The ancient winds carry silent music,
Stirring the blooms in rank and file.

Lightly brushing through tangled hair,
The cooling breeze with the sun does dance,
An endless echo of joyous laughter,
Is shared with every passing glance.

Hands that touch in aching need,
Fulfilling the dreams they share,
Joining, mingling hurried breaths,
Saying words in silence as they dare.

A quiet footstep falls on summer grass,
The smallest lives are filled with joy,
Two wounded hearts and souls combine,
As ancient girl meets eternal boy.

The End

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