An elderly man, with some hair
Stops and sits by a bench
Beside a stern looking man who's fair
Who glanced wierdly, and clenched;
Silence was the only
Thing they could hear
The young man stubs his cigar evenly
Stands up and leaves from the near;
But soon the empty spot
Beside the old man is filled
By a shivering man whose coat was in a knot
Silence is again filled;
But then, it is broken
By the young man's growing cries
The old man's senses are woken
He shushes the man as he tries;
'What is wrong?'
Are the elderly's words
Releases another cry that's pretty long
By the young man and begins his notes;
'I am a traveller,' he says
'That got lost after buying a bar of candy,
I don't remember my hotel name or face,
Sitting on this bench looking like a dandy!' ;
The young man wipes his tears
And turns to his new found friend
'I'll pay you back - have no fears,
Do you happen to have money to lend?' ;
The elderly eyes him with non glory
The man rubs his face and says
'I know it isn't a believable story
But it is a bloody true case!' ;
'Nice one, I almost believed you,'
Says the elder man and laughs
'Show your bar of candy and prove it's true.'
The young man stutters and coughs;
'I - I lost the bar, though I have some grain!
I swear I'm not doing a conning crime.'
The elder man laughs again
And says 'Better luck next time.' ;
The young man groans and goes
And the elder one shakes his head
'Poor boy, couldn't cut my nose.'
And bends down to a wrapper of bread;
And sees a bar of candy and picks it
Stunned he understood
The young man was honest and needed it
He runs to the misunderstood;
The young man gets surpised
When elder man shows him the candy
'Sorry my judgement was pint-sized,
You really truly were dandy.' ;
The elder man presses some bills
Into the young man's sweating palm
And also a business card at his will
And says 'Pay when you can, stay calm.' ;
He goes back, at the cold he swore
Feeling satisfacted profound
And sees the stern man who sat before
Searching something on the ground;
He approaches the man, whistling
And taps his arm
'You lost something?'
He nods, and shrugs away his arm;
Now curious, the elder man asks
'Did you lose something handy?'
The stern man looks and replies
'Yes. I lost my bar of candy.'
