A Child Can Make Any Day...

He lost his woman long ago Like cupid with an arrow but no bow Time moves swift but for him it’s slow Always staring at his two feet Constantly going against the flow He walked alone down the street His mind racing with a cigarette Recalling his life but with regret Wishing to be dry but getting wet Love once tasted so sweet Only wanting to forget He walked alone down the street His face was wrinkled old Like stories often told Holding his jacket in the cold As if a soldier in retreat Life’s so quick to unfold He walked alone down the street Rain begins to fall down fast He’s hoping to plunge into the past A child watched him as he passed Not looking for a win but defeat Thinking he wont be able to last He walked alone down the street The blue-eyed child chased him down Splashing the puddles on the ground As he touched his hand he lost his frown And his broken view was made complete The lonely man was finally found They walked together down the street