'Rose, Spoon' Poem by Rose Stern

I don't know why you did it,
Why you talked to me that day,
When there was a whole line of people,
To which you could say.
You came to me back then,
And it sparked a beautiful thing,
You pulled a spoon from your bag,
And said nothing but, 'Rose, spoon.'.
Those two simple words,
Started an amazing friendship,
I still think of them now,
Nearly a year later.
How when I was sad,
And all alone,
You expanded my horizons,
And made this blooming friendship.

- r.s