A STRANGER APPEARED

The stranger , was walking , about to pass on bye

When the stranger saw somert out of the corner of the eye

A sound , a cry , rang a bell , the stranger , stopde in mid step

Turned around , retraced the steps taken found what had court the eye and ear

Crouched down and smiled , '' anything I can do fore you '' , the stranger said

The two talk to each other , like old friends

As they talked , the world went about it's way , hithering and dithering

Not troubled by the sounds of crying , the loud sobbing

The stranger sat down , offered tissues , and listened , spoke when it what was

Needed

Those , hurrying bye , looked , only when the crying had stopped

Replaced by the sounds laughter , then the hurry's , stopde and ask each other

'' Just what are they laughing at? '' , '' Are they laughing at us? ''

The stranger , no longer a stranger , now a friend

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith




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Written on 2013-05-06 at 23:04

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StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
And it's true that most would pass on by, without asking what's the matter..... but would openly stare at laughter, and wonder at the source.
2013-05-07



I love these of yours, Ken. Your writes about strangers becoming friends have such a nice, warm feel to them. Much enjoyed! :)
2013-05-06