Emotions run high
An inspiring night
To my bed to lie
Hide myself until light.
On traveling back
Caught in a young man's sight
Opening a door I lack
He yells, "Have a good night."
As I slide on ice
I realize this:
He saw me, didn't know me
Clared my path and wished me well
He revealed the unseen ghost
That no one cared to see
Pur forth extra care
to let me know I was there.
Why would someone do such a thing?
Why would he care for someone unknown?
Does he understand the happiness it brings?
Waters' now broken by the toss of a stone.
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