Alone Together

Snowdrops. Must be spring.
Snowdrops. Must be spring.

Springing up.

Bringers of joy.
As did the
light in the
old man’s eye.

Yesterday with renewed awareness of the loneliness among the elderly I stopped to pass the time of day with an elderly chap. I’ve passed many times and have only said hello to him before. Bright eyes shining out of his tired face. I hope it is warm where you live, I said. Oh yes it is, he responded. Glowing even brighter. And then we went on our way.

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