Maybe But - Poem by Krupa ...
I looked at the man's eyes
It seems so familiar
Have we ever met? No but...
I move along, I have so many things to do
A new morning with hopes and surprise,
Another day of tiring commitments
I talk, I smile; Oh! I am happy.
But why those faces... So close yet I can't recognize,
Maybe we could have sat on a parkbench
Maybe I could say hi or just a smile
Or maybe I could...
But it didnt happen.
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