Monday, December 6, 2010

A Chance Meeting



It was bright and sunny day
Special as it was my b’day
Working at my desk I sensed,
A glance fall upon me
True… as I turned sideway
Spotted a primate on the door way
Clutching on the rails staring
Motionless and curious
Worried… I dashed to the door
Harried… it charged on its four
Twain feeling jubilant
Being safe from each other

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