For an Old Man We Met on a MountainA Poem by NevilleFor an Old
Man We Met on a Mountain Upon the
occasion of our meeting the same
old man again on his way down from
the mountain He still held an empty
bowl by his side although
his free hand,
remained firmly outstretched
and in front of his
belly .. Begging crusts,
crumbs or loose change
from locals
and tourists .. And all for
the sparrows,
he said he may meet on
the way, to
wherever it was he then thought he
was going .. © 2022 NevilleFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on November 24, 2022 Last Updated on November 24, 2022 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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