On my way to the gym each morning, I pass my paperman. He is always there, rain or shine. This is dedicated to him for all the smiles over time.

THE PAPER MAN

Eyes that stir ahead

A smile lost to time

Weather worn hands

Long past his age.

Tattered shirt

Jeans solid with time

Sandals taped together

So not to fall off.

But everyday he is there

He stands like a soldier

Waiting his turn

Always eager to please.

I see him everyday in my travels

Wondering what his life has held

If he has seen a happy day

And known the meaning of joy.

But for today I will smile

He will smile back

Handing off my morning paper

In that  moment our lives touch.

JUST LIKE THE PAPERMAN,

WE ARE ALWAYS HERE AT MERIDA YUCATAN PROPERTIES

www.meridayucatanproperties.com

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