I watched him from across the room
He counted out his change
He questioned what the pie would cost
Not the chocolate, the meringue.

More than he could apparently afford
He left with just a coffee
He sat down by the window
I sat across from him, he saw me.

He was at least 90 years old
His jacket worn and torn
His shoes looked scuffed, his hat too small
He looked somewhat lonely and forlorn.

I went up to the counter
I bought two pieces of the meringue pie
I walked over with my coffee
Then I told a small white lie.

Told him they had a special
Buy one, get one free.
“I really can’t eat two pieces, I said
Would you mind sharing some with me?”

He seemed a little suspect
I told him I could use the company
“I’m feeling a little lonely, I said
Would you spend some time with me?”

He obliged and we sat together
We talked about the past
He had fought in WW2
We also shared some laughs.

His wife had died a month ago
He had no children to turn to
It was just him, his wife and their small dog
Now it was just he and his dog, named Blue”.

A random act of kindness
That’s all that it would take
To spend your time with someone
What a difference it could make.


Image from Google Images: wikimediacommons

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

10 thoughts on “A SMALL WHITE LIE”

  1. Patty… I remember being drawn to such flowing, musical writing; with characters, a story, a perfect beginning and an end that made me think, ever since my schooldays… Turning the pages of my poetry book in school to devour them first!
    Your wiring is evergreen, readers of all ages will enjoy it.. You’re SO good at this! Loved this poem, simply loved it… Such rich characters and that setting, so lifelike!


    1. Wow!!!! Such sweet comments! I am honored ! Thank you so much! It means a lot to me to know that you like my poetry. You are an amazing writer! Thank you for the encouragement! πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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  2. The smallest gestures can have the greatest effects. And they don’t even have to cost you anything. I normally give my all-day bus tickets to people asking for change once I’m done with them.

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