"The Quarter"
The man stepped onto
the bus, carrying only
enough change
for just one ride.
He tipped his hat
to the driver,
handed his change,
explained he had
just enough
to get him to the store.
The driver held out a hand
warmly taking the man's change.
"I'll get you there kind sir,
except you gave me too much."
The man looked
into the driver's eyes
as he was hand
a shiny new quarter.
He quietly took his seat,
looking into his hand,
pondering how his ride
only cost a quarter.
For he knew it was
fifty cents to ride
to the store.
He couldn't figure out
how he gave too much.
The bus rolled
to a quiet stop.
The driver said,
"Here is your stop,
I will see you in an hour."
As the man rose from his seat,
he realized just what
the driver had done.
He tipped his hat,
smiled at the driver
graciously saying,
"I'll see you for the
ride home"
(c) Christina M. Wilmes
March 2018
We all can make a difference. We all can be someone’s quarter. Just a small jesture can make such an impact in another indivudal's life.
