Saw the old man at the dump today.
I like that he’s old.
He asked for my Christmas tree,
for his goats.
‘Put it next to my rig,’ he said.
He owns a 90’s minivan.
I put that tree right next to his rig,
drove down and around the bend
to where two more old guys work.
One runs the shack,
the other the compressor.
‘How are you, buddy?’ Mo asked.
He’s had a stroke and
pushes his words out.
I was feeling depressed today.
I still am, but it’s snowing
and I went to the dump.
-M. Taggart
mtaggartwriter 
I hope you feel better. The interactions sound nice.
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I actually look forward to going to the dump. I like those men. And thank you by the way.
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You are welcome.
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This reads very true. Enjoyed it a lot. –CC
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Thanks for stopping in and I hope you’re doing good.
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Sounds like a pleasant visit. I enjoyed reading this!
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It was nice…I’ll see them again tomorrow lol
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