Skinny old man curling round the bus-stop seat
basking in the sun
his green cotton tee shirt and long khaki shorts
that soiled crumpled look
thumbing its nose at fashion
Paddling off on his bare feet
thin legs lifting awkwardly with each uneven step
his bald head tilting
glancing with childlike interest all around him
a fascinating world
He wasn't old after all
seemed so at first sight
He's young though
and younger inside
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