Sitting alone one afternoon along came a girl,
Pretty in a familiar neighborly way,
Sad haunted eyes with an honest smile,
Attempting politeness I ask How's yr day,
A quiet shy reply answers me with I'm okay,
A glimmer in her expression as it sparkles,
I ask her to sit with me a moment to wait,
She engages my mind in lively marvels,
I seem to feel like we've met before this,
I finally muster the courage to ask if we've met,
A smirk crosses her lips only to disappear,
Replying you knew me well & will know me,
I blink and she's gone I glance around in fear,
Where'd this beautiful soul go?
Was I dreaming it all?
Realizing I'm no longer on the bench,
I stumble off my bed and fall,
In front of me a mirror I glance up,
Into familiar eyes.
