He plays outside the Palacio hotel, the only Mexican
bagpiper for miles around. He spurns all offers of a steady gig. He has everything
he needs, especially when a tired young mother stops to listen, tears in her
eyes, then hands her boy a dollar. "Give this to the nice man."
Tonight he is rich.
11 comments:
An amazing talent, given freely because he can. Very sweet.
May 30, 2013 at 10:27 PMAwww! This was so touching and sweet!
May 30, 2013 at 10:32 PMA Mexican bagpiper is bound to be rare, especially a good one. No one wants to her the practice sessions.
May 30, 2013 at 11:08 PMReally cool 55!
May 30, 2013 at 11:12 PMGlorious! very original combo-
May 31, 2013 at 7:19 AMno accounting for attractions and
even obsessions...
Nice man...nice flash fiction.
May 31, 2013 at 8:02 AMOh, this is wonderful. My first genuine smile of the day!
May 31, 2013 at 8:10 AMSimple, charming .. got misty eyed reading your poem.
May 31, 2013 at 9:19 AMThis is very touching. Sweet.
May 31, 2013 at 10:54 AMPedro MacNish!!
May 31, 2013 at 12:29 PMGotta love a Bagger.
This was a very creative post Ann
Loved your Piper 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for your great support, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Nice. I love bagpipers.
June 1, 2013 at 5:44 PMFlash 55 - prick lee
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