HE DIDN'T HAVE A dIMe--
He was there standing at the corner on a medium. He held a sign up, he was dressed
ragged, as his sign said, I'm hungry.
Give anything, anything appreciated.
He didn't have a dime yet and his reflection.
The Sun shone on him.His shoes were clean, not dirty.They looked new
Yet he didn't have a dime, a shopping cart beside him, turned upside down from Target, he embellished his eyes glared, and stared as I approached him, I stopped at the stoplight, I rolled the window down, he said. God bless you, sir.His shoes better than mine.His shoes
AND YET HE DIDN'T HAVE A DIME
His mouth formed sounds of pleas urpolled out from his lips.\nThe shopping cart he had upside down.He used as a seat
Those sincere and not deemed vulgar.\nI had no cash , no change on me
I too smile in reply, God's grace and blessings to you sir
I too do not have a dime?
2/22/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
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