I saw them,
Two people sitting side by side,
Sitting on a bench in the park.
Two such different people
Talking, smiling and laughing,
Laughing with each other.
They were so different in the way they looked,
He was a man of about thirty years
Dressed in a leather jacket,
Ripped jeans,
And a streak of hair.
She was an elderly lady
Dressed in the way we expect,
But they were having a great time.
It goes to show,
Show that friendship is a gift,
A gift that comes wrapped,
Wrapped in different packaging.
Its not the wrapping that counts,
But the gifts within the package.