The Good the Bad and the Ugly

‘Let me help you’ I heard a voice say, From a sweet little old man as he walked my way. I was twice his size, my bags weighed a ton, But he came and took them and carried them some. ‘Thank you, you are so kind.’ I said to him As he placed my bags down with a shy little grin. ‘No thank you for letting me help you, there’s not many that would but you let me help you, and now I feel good. I still like to feel useful, and like any man I am still vain, My pride would be shredded, my heart would feel pain I looked at this little man, while I popped the hood He looked so happy, that he made me feel so good. I returned home the shopping now all completed Unloading my car I was nearly defeated. There seemed to be lots more now I had reached home And I had to stop for a moment to answer my phone. As quick as a flash someone hit me hard He pushed me aside and I fell in the yard. He jumped in the car and drove off really mad. I never thought I could feel quite this bad. Order restored things back to normal I pondered my day with the policeman quite formal. It looks like there is a spate of this, in this road. I am sorry that you have had to carry this load. At least you don’t see life as a fairytale book, But there is beauty in this world if you know where to look. I locked eyes with this Adonis in uniform, as he winked at me, He said in my job the ugly side of life, is what I see. Think back to this morning to your happier mood You made an old man happy and that is all for the good. You are made sad by your loss and I know that’s bad. But worse could have happened so don’t feel so sad. Life can be hard but listen to me. Theers just as much good in it as bad and ug – ly. Please don’t feel sad this did not happen to me But someone I know in another county. It happened almost as you read it here They are well and ok now and have got over the fear