From a Distance
From a distance
the old man
cast a giant shadow
standing there, seemingly
wantig no favors
For time had changed
his outward appearance
but diginity seemed to shower him
like a warm spring rain
From a distance
his demeanor seemed to reveal
a legacy of pride
that lingered still
I wandered closer
to get a better view
of the shadow and the man
wondering, if he knew
He turned to me
in my surprise and dismay
"young brother, can you help
an old man who's lost his way?"|
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