Her name was Linda
Often frequenting this bank
And today was Canada Pension
Deposited, having many purposes.
She often chatted with my friend Bruno.
Between jobs. Good jobs, and
With no certain source of cash yet.
Out in the cold and
Seeking solutions with a teenage Son.
Who had dropped out of
Eleventh grade.
Bruno and I hit it off
With a common interest in Music.
Linda often gave him a fiver
Talked with the young man.
As he set aside his cardboard sign.
And smiled warmly. Just as if
Things were back to normal
And a warm apartment waiting.
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