Imagining the possible stories of those we casually, daily pass by
That we had just glimpsed a few seconds of their world;
Whether they noticed us or not.
We might cross paths with in the future.
A friend you may never again see…
You just never know…
A few hundred passersby:
A million thoughts
We’ve never given it a second thought,
That their life is just as complex as our own.
Oh to be a fly on a wall…. on a shoulder
Just so we’d appreciate