a gentleman
walking by
taking off his hat
hes got pretty eyesthe lady nodding
greeting him back
as he continued
walking his trackthe next morning
same park same time
the man walked by
but lost a dimethe lady picked it up
so the ducks wouldn't eat
she put it in her pocket
and kept spreading their treatsthe day after
the man didn't arrive
the lady grew worry
but she kept the driveanother day went by
the lady had his dime
but one day the man
came back from his crimesthe lady held him back
"Excuse me to hold your time"
the man turned around
and she gave him back the dime
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Talking heart
PoesíaTransferring my thoughts in form of poetry. To understand myself, probably, maybe.