My Poem FATE
FATE
Do you think it is fate, how we met that night?
When I saw your face, I could not get you out of my sight
Beautiful eyes and a gorgeous face
Made me realize, I was at the right place
When I saw you again, I didn't know what to say
Words usually came so easy to me
But then, again, how would I know what was going to be?
Do you think it is fate, how we ended up meeting at all?
The first time we talked I thought you would never call
You were just another cute face with no name
And when I picked up the phone one day, I knew I would never be the same
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