“I Worked Hard All Day”

Hi.  How are you?

Good,  I feel blessed,

he said.

You sometimes have to

look for the blessing,

I said to him.

He said he felt blessed

because he worked hard

all day.

Him, with his home

slung over his shoulder

in a plastic bag, he was

the epitome of sincere

gratefulness.

I said,  I’m glad you

found something.

Yeah, he said.  Have a

great day.  Thanks,

taken aback by his

friendliness.

Precious.

On this isolated

trail we had

a chance to be

ourselves–two

strangers on a

cold winter’s day.

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