THAT INNOCENT STRANGER.

Image Source- Zainab.

I saw a stranger in the park, 

sitting alone in the dark; 

he was just a small boy, 

very innocent and simple.

I went to the corner, 

where he was sitting, 

gathered some leaves, 

and lit the fire for some light.

He had a bamboo flute in his hand, 

“Would you like if I play it for you?”

Was what he asked.

Mesmerizing was the tone, 

and I was in love with it.

Trusting myself, 

I took out my pen and paper,

and started writing the meet with this stranger,

in simple and sober words.

This post is written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #8 .