An elderly man stumbled
over a crack in the sidewalk.
His cane clattered on the ground.
Balancing on shaky legs
he requested of his grandson,
"fetch that for me."
The young boy stood still.
"No,"
he defiantly replied.
A bony finger, outstretched,
pointed to the cane
hopelessly collapsed on the ground.
Fire burned in his tired eyes.
"Pick it up now,"
he commanded.
The child took three or four steps,
knelt down and retrieved the cane,
shuffled back,
and placed it in his grandfather's hands.
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