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“Jerry!” I called
loudly, a fist filled
with branches
a cell phone camera
in the other, awkward
under the mass of white
flowers trying for
a picture. But it
was a stranger who
turned around
walked back smiling
and held the branch still.
3 responses to “A Stranger”
[…] petals thick and scrunch no rain past their […]
Little Kindness enshrined! Very nice.
thanks it was a lovely kindness xx