Homeless Vet On the Street

I saw a man holding up a sign, It read, please help me I have'nt got a dime. I stopped to talk to him as he stood on the street. he said please help me I have nothing to eat. My heart felt heavy as I saw him cry, I had to help him out and not pass him by. His eyes were sunk in, his skin so pale, a pathetic image of a body so frail. His clothes were worn and tattered, to help this man was all that mattered. I asked him if he had any family to speak of, he replied, "no mam" I have knowone left and knowone to love. Again my heart went out to this man, when all he needed was a helping hand. So many people had passed him by, and I had to ask myself why let him die. He said please won't you help me I'm at my wits end, so I told him I'd help him and be his new friend. He said I'm just a homeless vet another man on the street, there's more out there like me fellow soilders I meet. I thanked this man for his bravery so true, as my admiration for him so fondly grew. I took him in and gave him a home, greatful I was for the brave service he'd shone.