When the World Paused

MLMM Monday Wordle #483

When the World Paused

The heat pressed against the afternoon,
and everyone seemed to rush somewhere,
as though slowing down
had become something to fear.

An elderly man stood quietly by the roadside,
holding a worn cardboard box,
too proud to ask,
yet silently hoping someone might provide
a little kindness.

Most people were lost in their digital worlds,
heads bowed toward glowing screens,
never noticing the eyes that carried quiet concern.

I stopped.

We spoke for only a few minutes,
but sometimes a single conversation
can halt the loneliness
another soul has carried for years.

He told me he had dug gardens all his life,
that honest work had once been enough,
and now he could only imagine
what tomorrow might bring.

Before I left,
I watched a single tear drop from his eye.

It wasn’t gratitude.

It was relief.

A reminder that in a world moving too fast,
the greatest gift we can offer
is simply to notice one another.


Your words this week are:

Heat, concern, rush, dug, imagine, elderly, provide, work, box, digital, drop, halt


With love, coffee, poetry, and stardust,

— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫


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13 responses to “MLMM Monday”

  1. poetisatinta Avatar

    This sentiment is do true Maggie ❤️

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      Thank you Ange ❤️

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  2. kim881 Avatar

    This poem resonates with me, Maggie. I felt the heat pressing against the afternoon and remembered the feeling of rushing ‘as though slowing down had become something to fear’ – not anymore. Sharing and reading poetry in itself is a kindness, a conversation of sorts that can halt the loneliness – and we notice one another.

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      You are so right that sharing poetry is kindness 💗

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  3. pensitivity101 Avatar

    Lovely piece Maggie.
    Gifting our time costs nothing.
    When I worked in the High Street bank, I had regular customers who would come in and deposit their pension money cashed at the Post Office on a Monday then come in again on Thursday to take enough out for shopping and possibly bingo over the weekend. For many, this was the only time they got out to socialise with other people. I knew this and would always chat with them, even if just for a few minutes as we completed the transactions.

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      Thank you Di 💜

      Love that you did that when working in the bank , I’m sure they were happy to have someone talking to them .

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      1. pensitivity101 Avatar

        When I got married in 1977, a few customers gave me a gift. One old lady in her 80s gave me some hand embroidered pillow cases with His in blue and Hers in pink on them. She apologised that they were only cheap white ones, but I was thrilled and made sure she had a piece of wedding cake as her hands were riddled with arthritis, and suffering myself now, the memory is doubly precious.

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  4. rugby843 Avatar

    Heat or hest? Hmm

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      Did I write hest 😱

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  5. jcosmo Avatar
    jcosmo

    “Most people were lost in their digital worlds” – such a depressing sign of the times.

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      Yes, it’s depressing to see ..

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  6. Carol anne Avatar

    Brilliant a great piece of writing, Maggie 🥰🌹

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    1. Maggie Avatar

      Thank you my friend 💜 😘

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