An angry man's toe kicked a pebble
that struck a flock of resting birds
The alarmed birds took flight in a flurry
catching a cat's eager eye.
The cat took after them, darting across the busy street.
The sulking lad turned happy on the sight raced behind the cat,
ignoring his mother's restraining cry.
A car bright red swerved to avoid the boy and lost control.
Seeing the car swerve towards her, the comely lady froze.
An eager chap yanked her out of her path, and perhaps a story was born.
The two fell back in a heap, nearly upon an old lady who lived by her own.
The old lady startled, let go of her battered umbrella.
which the wayward wind claimed it for its own, and flew it to a building top
Where a broken man stood on the ledge, thinking of letting himself drop
The unlikely visitation of an umbrella in full bloom billowing beside him in mid-air
Cracked him up so much that, for the moment, he let go of his despair
He grabbed his unlikely savior, the runaway brolly that appeared from nowhere
And with a heart now much lighter, he made his way downstairs.
Outside the building,
He saw a poorly dressed man trip on his open shoe-lace and went sprawling
He stuck out a hand and kept him, and the cake in his hand, from falling
The indigent gent thanked him and held on tighter to his son’s birthday cake
That he’d bought with the last of his daily wage; and bent to re-tie his lace.
When done, he paused to wipe off the shoe’s toe,
With which he kicked a pebble not so long ago.
One thing leads to another and another takes it further
And sometimes it returns to the sender.and at time forms a circle.