Yes, I remember that beautiful day,
I hold it dear to my heart like my hope in Jesus.
That glorious day, the universe decided to make our path crossed.
What a day, it was...
Bright morning sun,
the clouds were no where to be found,
the sky was as clear as crystal,
filled with enthusiastic birds moving to and fro,
singing songs of thanksgiving to the creator for a beautiful day.
Busy early morning, it was...
the morning sun came down to greet the earth, with a big smile.
Skirts and trousers, on the streets running after one or two things.
You could hear voices of horns, kids and cars in traffic giving your ears, a not so pleasant taste.
It was right in the busyness of that beautiful morning,
that we got in the same path, and our path crossed.
Your sight almost took my breath away, if not for the help of Jesus.
I can never forget that beautiful day!
©dos_k
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