Chivalry

Arms full of produce,
Fumbling with her keys,
Blond hair falling in her squinting eyes,
And unaware of the stranger coming up behind her.
She heard a deep voice say "let me help you."
Flustered and a bit startled
She turned to see a kind, dapper, and slightly wrinkled face.
He opened the door
Helped her with her groceries.
He smiled.
She smiled.
And he walked away.

Glimmering, long, lost chivalry.