there were two people met
they're walking in the street
one was an old man
other was a boy
they didn't know each other
they hadn't met before
the old man's eyes almost blind
and the boy forgot wearing his glasses
the old man thought he met his neighbor's son
the boy wore same spotlight jacket
so he smiled to him
the boy thought he met someone knows him
he couldn't see clearly but the old man's lips seen smiled
so he smiled back to him
there were two people met
they're walking in the street
one was an old man
other was a boy
they didn't know each other
they hadn't met before
but they smiled each other
Great poem...a fine write and yep...smiles are addictive..and lift your spirits all the best jon
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I would like to translate this poem
You have perfectly caught this instant, Maria, and have given us - readers chance to smile from the third party, it is fine... Best wishes, Tsira