Sometimes we go to places <br />to meet strangers <br />whom have come into our lives <br />never knowing what we might find. <br />We are moved by their kindness <br />and their giving up their time <br />to take us here and there <br />wondering all the time <br />how we can repay their generosity. <br />We can give them our friendship, <br />but never feeling that is enough. <br />We can only offer what we can give <br />which in our case is not much <br />always hoping one day <br />we can treat them to the world. <br />Forever we will link hands <br />across the oceans wide <br />hoping all the time they will visit us <br />and we can extend the same generosity <br />that they have shown to us. <br /> <br />15 June 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-canadian-chronicles-22/
