Wallet Poem by Aldo Kraas

Old man
Your wallet dropped
Out of your pants pocket
Into the floor
No one else saw it
But me
I picked it up
And put it in my pocket
When I got it out
Of my pocket at home
I opened the wallet
The wallet had $ 1,000 dollars inside
I was so happy to find it
And my thoughts came to my head
Thanks
Old man
You are so generous
I love you for that
Even though I don't know you
You are a stranger to me
This money will help me a long way
I needed it badly
Old man
I am sure you don't mind that I keep it
Because you are a millionaire
And I am just a poor man
I have to work hard to make ends meet
And sometimes it is hard for me to do