A Noble Encounter

I wear my white hair

like a crown as I walk through

this kingdom of old age.

I don’t expect folks to bow down,

but I did offer my royal blessing

to that young man who, unasked,

lifted a heavy carton from my cart

and placed it in my waiting carriage.


This entry was posted in poetry.

One comment on “A Noble Encounter

  1. Oh, the blessings from a random act of kindness. (I hope he was fully vaccinated!)


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