A love that never dies

I was on the bus on my way to the mall, when a homeless man sat next to me. He saw that I was looking at the bouquet of flowers he held, and told me that they were for his wife because today is her birthday. As he got off the bus, he walked into the cemetery and placed the flowers on his wife’s grave.
A love that never dies GMH. – LoveGivesMeHope.

4 thoughts on “A love that never dies

  1. I worked in downtown Denver for a stint, and my most memorable moments were of me riding 16th Street Mall free shuttle. About once or twice a week, i would get a glimpse of beauty through a homeless man or woman sitting on the bus. Whether to get warm for a minute or two, in the December weather, or to hurry to see their friend play the drums on the corner of California and 16th. they had an interesting story. Once, A boy with a sock puppet sat next to a business man and as i observed their exchange, I noticed that stories are life changing. The boy, through the puppet, let the man know that his mom knitted him a friend to take with him so he would be safe as he looked for a new place to live, as she was dying. His job was to find a safe place that would keep him warm and let him play a bit. The man took the boy home with him.

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