An aged smiling man


An old man kissed my hand outside a shop
My hair was gleaming in the yellow sun
What surprise, what care, but what a shock
What grace there was in customs , mainly stopped
My face was bright, my stockings had no runs
A man just kissed my hand outside a shop
I should have done a selfie, what a cop!
I bet he fell in love ,ah Beatrice won
What surprise, what care, but what a shock

He was not drunk, his hands had just been mopped
I had not been so touched by anyone
Till this man kissed my hand outside a shop
In a silent morning, grace erupts
We know what’s passed but not what is to come
A man just kissed my hand outside a shop

Give us our applause, oh come on,clap!
I think we’ve fallen off the usual map
An old man kissed my hand outside a shop
He saw my pain and recognised my pluck

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