The Day Is Lost
My wallet gone! The day is lost - I plan
A hundred calls. His message comes, I'm floored.
We meet, he brings it - taking no reward.
"Just pay it forward", says the kind, young man.
(...a true story. I asked him why he would not want a
reward for returning my wallet and the young US Navy
sailor said "just pay it forward. That's my reward")
Copyright © John Watt | Year Posted 2020
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