Sidewalk art

On the sidewalk, a man sells his art
  on bits of paper
  and found rocks.
As I pass, he's playing his spoons
  on his knee.
Impressed, I smile at him.
His answering smile
lights up his face
  a toothless grin
  in this grey weatherbeaten face.

Despite the harshness
  of life
  of the elements
he is happy
  does not ask for my money
and takes my smile
  as a small offering
for the pleasure his art has given me.