Destiny

For those who don't believe in chance

It was destiny when they met

Both being at the pub

And at the dance.

But in the High Street of all places

She chases him, spilling apples

Around a tree

And when they embrace and kiss

It's as if they want

The whole world to see.

But I find it strange

No one tells them

Feelings change, so much happens

To get in the way

Of so many good intentions.

Oh well, let them

Enjoy their moment

While they can.

The moment of love.