THE CAFÉ

You see him journey, a seeking longing,
You see her weary, a hopeful waiting,
He wants to believe, to believe so deeply,
She's breathes to her heart,a "keep still" weakly,

Two strangers, the eagle's jewel seeking,
On that day in a café were drinking,
His tea he spilled and a 'kercheif She did give,
And that day love began, as there hands met in a caressing give,

And in twenty four moons,
A little cry in her arms was heard,
and He beside her with a smile.