We are all friends in waiting, walking past each other on the street

Until our paths cross, and two of those strangers chance to meet.

A friend in waiting could be the person right around the next corner,

Or he or she might just be the neighbor who moved in next door.

Anywhere in the wide world is a place a friend in waiting might reside,

A metropolitan area, small village, out in the country or by the ocean side.

Tall, short, thin, plump, unique faces, diverse colors of eyes, hair and skin,

Varied shapes and sizes, the world contains a multitude of potential friends.

Friends in waiting are scattered about among the world’s populace,

People with whom we connect, sharing dreams, hopes and common interests.

With that first smile and the first words shared, we feel the pull, one unto the other,

And the sense we have known each other for a lifetime, like a sister or brother.

And just like you, your friends in waiting are somewhere on this earthly ground,

Seeking the warmth of friendship, and are just waiting to be found.

Open your heart like you open a door, allowing wonderful friendship to come on in,

And no longer will either be waiting; both of you will have discovered a true friend.

Friendship is simple, if you want to have a friend, a friend you must first be,

And cherish that friendship with one another through the years of life’s journey,

A friend with whom you can talk, sharing everything about life, both low and high,

And greeting with a warm embrace, but always hesitating before saying goodbye.

A friend in waiting is merely the stranger you have yet to meet.
A friend in waiting is merely the stranger you have yet to greet.