Saw a homeless man walking around a neighborhood, sunken cheeks, messy hair, pale skin, looking for dropped candy on the floor, candy from the ghouls & ghosts. Watching him struggle to pick up the bits & pieces left on the ground. It was a perfect timing to come out & look for a little treat. Unsatisfied, with a sad look on his face.. He would dropped what was on his hand & kept on with his search..it was empty. many of the candy was already in the stomach of the monsters& witches, they were empty..just wrappers.. It felt so light & empty in the palm of his hands.. All he could really do is just stare.. Watching the man scurry around, from corner to corner..street to street.. Couldnt help but notice he wasnt the only one looking for candy.. He wasnt alone. He had his best friend with him..his trusted partner.. His family.. His dog.. Tongue dangling, sniffing around, running around..barking if any evidence was found. The dog was there, right by the mans side. A good friend he was to him! I look to my side, gazing at the large bag full of candy. Didnt even think twice. I dont need this, i thought to myself.. Left it on the corner of the street the man was on & stood near. Only stayed long enough to see the expression on the mans face:)
Posted on: Fri, 01 Nov 2013 14:55:25 +0000
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