a good deed

I have a relative who does his best to look poor.
He probably has a larger bank balance than any of us.
Never married, no children or grandchildren.
He looks penniless at garage sales.

He will poke around looking at something for an hour.
“Sir do you want that?” Someone will ask.
“Just take it.”
Doing a good deed for a millionaire.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace