The little boy and the old man

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Said the little boy “sometimes I drop my spoon”

Said the old man “I do that too”

The little boy whispered “I wet my pants”

“I do that too” laughed the old man

Said the little boy “I often cry”

The old man nodded “So do I”

“But worse of all,” said the little boy

“Grown ups don’t pay attention to me”

He felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand

“I know what you mean” said the old man.

I do not know who wrote this but it reflects on society today

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goldengirl1224 January 19, 2023

So sad but unfortunately true all too often.

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