This is a true story the final ending of which I do not know. I hope for the best.
© 2018 Barbara Grace Lake
In small-town way I walked to work
Enjoyed the air, enjoyed the view
The ocean close enough to see
A melding of sea green to blue
One sunny day, thereafter on
A creature met upon my way
In filthy rags one might call clothes
If word he spoke a curse he’d flay
I felt unclean in passing by
So savage he when looking up
His hatred pure malevolence
Still cradled in his arms a pup
I did not understand his hate
Or why he vengefully destroyed
A lovely day in which to stroll
And mornings meant to be enjoyed
The next day I “Good morning” voiced
He mumbled in return a curse
“Good morning” then “Good morning” next
Some mumbled words but nothing worse
And lastly he “Good morning” said
In after days an almost smile
And on our final tandem walk
His clear “Good morning” came with smile
I never saw this man again
I moved too far away to walk
My hope, my prayer is someone else
Will say “Good morning” stop to talk
August 30, 2018 at 9:14 pm
Beautiful….!!!
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August 30, 2018 at 11:42 pm
I love it! Especially since you mentioned it was a true story. Beautiful!
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August 31, 2018 at 5:29 pm
Well, as you said…. Hope for the Best.
I loved it, very beautifully written.
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September 1, 2018 at 5:58 am
This is very nice, I really enjoyed the read so I am going to reblog it for you.
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September 1, 2018 at 5:16 pm
Thank you for your kindness.
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September 4, 2018 at 1:20 pm
If only there were more of you,
To issue a “Good Morning” first.
One who sees the light within,
Does not judge, or presume the worst.
Seek peace,
Paz
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September 4, 2018 at 4:41 pm
Thank you for your comment, Paz. I wish there were more, too. More who can see humanity in every human being.
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September 11, 2018 at 4:52 pm
This is so sweet. It takes bravery to speak to someone who seems hostile. Good on you!
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