Just Passing By
I saw her on O'Connell Street on Wednesday,
Chatting with her parents,
Standing near a restaurant door;
One of the finer establishments, of course.
I was driving and I had the window down,
Warmer than expected
For a mid-October's eve,
But could not stop with the lights' signal green.
And whether this be proven a misfortune
Or some kind of luck
Matters little either way;
Two years between us, there's little left to say.
Chatting with her parents,
Standing near a restaurant door;
One of the finer establishments, of course.
I was driving and I had the window down,
Warmer than expected
For a mid-October's eve,
But could not stop with the lights' signal green.
And whether this be proven a misfortune
Or some kind of luck
Matters little either way;
Two years between us, there's little left to say.
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