Thanks A Mirage of Hope

Elixir

old-man-with-walker

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.

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