NATHANIEL
As I sit at the park
And watch people go by
One single man
Catches my eye.
As he walks around
He carefully seeks
Something in the cans
He might be able to eat.
Now this simple man
For reasons I know not why
Looks like he could be
Very noble and wise.
As I finished my lunch
With a few bites left
I went over to the table
Where he decided to sit.
When I offered my scraps
He took them to save for a while
Then I asked him his name and
He said "Nathaniel" with a smile
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