#44 – Sunshine
13/09/2017
Our neighbor is a simple man.
Always wearing a smile,
Ready to lend a helping hand.
On weekdays he drives to work early,
On weekends outside,
Busy with projects,
Using his hands.
Even built a camper from scratch,
Driving it around proudly,
To campsites whenever he can.
There are sides to him,
I do not see or know,
Of that I’m sure.
Still, his smile is real,
Warm and never fading.
What a gift to our world,
To have rays of sunshine, like him.
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