Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Why I No Longer Give Handouts

He stood at the end of the drive-thru,
just before the customers could turn onto North Avenue.
I'd just dropped off kid's friend and I was
in a rush.
I heard him say bless you as I fished
for coins in purse.
When received, the tone quickly changed.
"Oh great, two pennies."
Tinkling as he threw them on the ground.
I just laughed to myself
as I thought, never again.

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