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Love Found Me

By Clara Blair

Love found me
When I wasn't looking.
Not thinking about it.
Not on the prowl
Or even in the game.
But it surprised me
That golden autumn afternoon
When I realized
The man who'd become
A familiar companion,
Chauffeur, friend,
Had also become much more.
A part of my life
I had not known was missing
Had fallen into place
When I wasn't looking.

© 2002 Clara Blair  

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