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