
Every morning,
with the aid of his walker,
the old man took his morning stroll.
To him,
morning strolls meant more than
just a routine,
they were his elixir.
Around the same time every morning,
a stranger passed by him.
But,
instead of the old man seeing the jogger,
he saw his shadow
as a mirage of hope.
Simply beautiful!!
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Ah thanks! 🙂
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Our minds may be thinking it but our bodies are doing something else. Nice one!
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Thanks! 🙂
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