An Unused Currency Note

I pulled over my car to the side of the highway road. And went to an inn to get my hunger satiated. An old beggar woman raised her frail hand and bowed to me. She was looking gaunt, bony and fully enervated. I nodded my head to the woman to say,' Wait!' Had breakfast; paid the bill; obliviously moved away Planning about the essential chores I had to update She harked back into my thoughts and I was shocked with dismay. At once, I took a U-turn and went back to the food court. Failed to trace her whereabouts; a feel of guilt and remorse. "Where has she gone? Is she all right?" doubts sprouted in my heart. It's a painful hoard lasted in my heart with a deep hoarse. The crisp note which I wanted to offer the old lady remained feeble in my leather wallet and lost its flair. As time passed, it became dirty and dull with many folds. And it remained as a haunting memory of despair. Emotion picked - despair Strong Emotions Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Emile Pinet Date: 24-08-2022