Blissful Innocents
Yesterday as I sat in the Mall having a cup of coffee
Two young ladies came and sat next to me.
Both were well-dressed, and I thought they were friends.
The oldest one of them had bought two cream cakes
A coffee and a green smoothie.
The younger of them started to clap her hands and laugh loudly,
She looked deliriously happy and kept on laughing and clapping her hands.
Then I noticed a badge on her jacket that said she lived in a special
care home and was shopping in the Mall with her carer for the day.
She was carrying a neatly folded plastic bag full of
different coloured flower heads she had picked herself
before shopping. When I finished my coffee, I said bye-bye and said
it looked like she was having a lovely day.
Wreathed in smiles and pure joy, she opened the plastic bag and
presented me with one of her lovely flower heads.
A simple gesture that melted my heart, filling it with joy and
happiness.
I am fortunate to have encountered such a sweet, innocent soul who
shared her joy and flowers with everyone she met.
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