there is a little man who lives down the street his mailbox is decorated with all sorts of things, and i can tell by his walk and his tone……..this little man always has something going on……

i hear him humming as he works in his yard and the flowers and trees seem to hum along and maybe one day i can learn that song, from that happy little man……

it must be nice to be so easily entertained, with a a jolly laugh i have heard him exclaim, ”good to be here in this grand day.”

so i when continue to stop and chat and listen to his tales about this and that, and when i leave i always feel a little bit better about this world…….

and he says, ”call me O-man.”