Strangers passing by the way,
neither have the time of day.
Faces glued to screens that glow,
little does the other know…
What comes to pass in either life,
husband is one, the other is wife.
If only they’d acknowledge each other,
he could be father, she would be mother.
Each denied this fateful meeting,
to busy sharing to offer greeting.
Both too eager to garner likes,
never seeking to raise up tykes.
So they pass without a glance,
never giving love a chance.
Replacing long lasting relationships,
with temporary acquaintanceship.