SERENDIPITY
Dedicated to my dear friend Virginia
A rose bloomed in my heart
The day we met on Queen Street Station
Nervously trundling our luggage
Each looking to find the other,
Up to that point just Christmas cards
Carelessly tossed in the post out of duty
Fleeting messages year on year
Cousins by marriage, a tenuous link,
What we knew of eachother was sketchy at best
Suddenly we were real people
Tentative hugs and kisses exchanged
Soon chatting and laughing together non-stop
Over dinner, surrounded by Art Deco luxe
Trying to catch up on precious lost years
Clicking at once, it was true serendipity!
So much in common and more to explore
The jigsaw had found its missing piece!
Twin francophiles, we couldn’t wait
To plan a trip to south west France
Exploring ancient Templar sites –
Carcassonne’s fortress, Rennes-le-chateau
Sipping blanc de limoux, enjoying moules frites
Soaking up everyday life in the Languedoc
Carefree days, each supporting the other
Laughing at our attempts to speak French
The rose still blooms in my heart
Why did it take us so long to meet
And grasp that serendipitous moment?
Time is so precious as we age
Each minute, day and hour a treasure
We see our reflection in life’s grand mirror
And know we are mortal – for time marches on!
Live in the present then, no point in waiting,
Hand in hand we’ll run again
Through sunflower meadows in south west France
Carpe diem, while the jigsaw pieces fit!
© Margaret Royall March 2017
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