I crossed an older lady with no place to stay.
We both sensed - it would rain that day.
I reached for a dollar, but could not give it away.
She fixed her hat - and went on her way.
I noticed that woman once more that same day.
I mentioned My bench was dry - meaning here she could stay.
I suppose she wasn't resigned to take 'come what may'.
(We) never had a chance to meet - as she sauntered away.
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