Sapless PasserbyA Poem by Adam LightWeeks ago, I was walking with the river to my right. Headphones sang me music, as my eyes took in the sight. I came upon a young couple who fished with a 3-year-old, and I turned my eyes away from a family and the river; cold. I didn't want to be awkward; I was only a sapless passer-by, and just as I thought I'd made it the little girl beamed out a hi! I waved and smiled back and said to the child “Hello.” And I felt a little foolish for the kindness I oft forego.
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StatsAuthorAdam LightILAboutI write things that I think are worth remembering and living up to. My poetry helps me makes decisions and grow. Most of my poems are short, rhyme, and have a point to them. more..Writing
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