I Ran to Meet and Greet Him
Cloudy McGlirk moved into the house at the end of the block.
I ran over to meet him, to greet him, to see if he is on Tic Tock.
Some later said I was way too forward, which I sometimes am.
He tipped his mangy red baseball cap to me, and called me Ma’am.
I stared at him, not understanding because he is wrinkled and old.
Ancient actually, but he was treating me as if I was collectors gold.
A rare relic just pulled out of a sixteen hundred pirate’s treasure chest.
I tiptoed away before I answered, because I think this was the best.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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