I just made a new friend.
She appeared out of the blue,
like new friends usually do.
A friend of a friend,
a twist of fate
and a mutual admiration
for all things beautiful
paved our paths to each other.
We had lunch on Saturday
with other people we know and love,
a get-together
speckled with magic and meaning.
In fact, the word “magical”
kept coming up in conversation.
And afterwards,
rather than sending me an email
to say how fun lunch was,
she sent me her art;
she sent me her heart.
Magical.
