THE OLD MAN…#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 4

I once questioned a frail, old man

What made him think he was right?

He looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes

And said, “Well, sleep on it tonight.”

I pondered his words and then my own

What was it he thought would come?

When morning arrived, I conceded the point

For in his words I found wisdom.