Monday, June 11, 2012

The Man In A Business Suit

I saw a man in a business suit
Feeding ducks at the park
I paused in my walk
To watch him silently

And I felt a sort of sadness
Start to envelope me
I couldn't help but wonder
What must have happened
To bring him there

Standing alone in an empty park
Pulling bread from a brown paper bag
And throwing it absentmindedly to the ground

Feeling intrusive I turned to leave
The falling rain followed my footsteps
Offering a muffled beat