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The Old Lady in the Street

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We were driving through town.
He saw her, with her cardigan and
walker and
plastic bags.
Waiting.
Cars whizzed past,
not seeing
or caring.
"Turn around." he said.
"We should help her."
We all protested.
"NO!"
"Keep driving mom!"
"Just ignore him."
But we turned anyway
and
drove back to her.
The old lady on the street.
Some other guy helped
her across,
but we stopped traffic
and made everyone
wait.
We made the world a better place
all because
he was right.



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