It was fates doing
she crossed the paths
of our lives
it was fates will that
we ever met
it was fates infinite wisdom
to know we would click so well
it was fate that separated us
so the our friendship would
grow and strengthen
Which it will
Miles of land cannot weaken
the friendship we share
In time of sorrow
in times of joy
even in times of boredom
call me, write me
I'll always be there for you
I feel in fates scheme of
things we shall meet again.
All poems were written by Tina M. Nolan
© 1999 Tina M. Nolan