©️By Bernadette O’Reilly
Being small
And having lost a lot of weight
The storm winds and I were no
Longer friends
Holding onto my shopper trolley
I braved my way down the road
Reaching the junction that leads to
The local shopping centre the wind howled
Holding onto the traffic light pole
I prayed for an arm to link
Suddenly a grey haired man appeared
Took my arm and we crossed to the other
side safely
I gave him my grateful thanks
I wished good things for this person as
I always do whenever I experience random
Act of kindness of which there have been
So many
Each one lodged in my memory and
Each one very precious.
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