random encounter, poking fun
sat down to a cup of soup today
next to a never-met-before man
about 70 years old or so
he was actually 85, a ‘home-movie star,’ poking fun
lent ear before tongue and pleasant as a
cooling breeze early on a summer’s day
I felt comfortable in his presence
especially when I saw his face was aligned
to speak well of others, and his outlook on life
was relaxed, leaving his shirt to flutter a bit in the wind
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