I saw a homeless on the road in front of a skyscraper
And he was throwing peanuts from his holey pocket to stray pigeons with a toothless smile.
Oh! What a lovely morning?
Seeing a strange person who's penniless but he feeds others without any hesitation.
And he knows the bird-language well it seems.
* A humble dedication to my sick friend Jerry who's very quiet nowadays and may he recovers very soon and back to the site as usual.
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Very touching. Not all great human beings are successful in the eyes of the world. But no random act of kindness goes unnoticed by the Maker of us all. Lovely dedication to Jerry. We all wish him well. Warmest regards, Sandra