Kindred Spirits

A little while ago I barely knew you,
A little while ago I little cared,
For you were nothing more to me than one more face
In an already crowded room—
A friendly smile, but soon forgotten,
A little while ago.

A little while ago you softly touched me;
I never knew before how much you cared.
The forms began to fade, leaving but your sweet face
In a full yet empty room—
A friendly smile, not soon forgotten,
A little while ago.

A little while ago our souls connected,
As now it seems a lifetime we have shared.
All else has disappeared, I only see your face;
We’re alone now in this room.
Your friendly smile won’t be forgotten.
And just to think, I only met you
A little while ago.


September 11, 2017 ~ Song
© 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

I called this a song, for there was a melody in my head as I wrote the words. I didn’t write out the music, but if it’s worth keeping, I reckon it will still be there later on.

3 Replies to “Kindred Spirits”

  1. Oh, this really melted my heart! I just loved the descriptions of the start of true love and the romance of it all and how the whole world just disappears from view. So beautifully done! Bellissimo!!!


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