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His Jacket of Patches

You'd see him out in the early morn He'd sweep up trash others scorn a smile on his face on his lips an old song his jacket of patches with the elbows torn He'd greet you by name Shake your hand if you'd time Never asked for a hand-out Not so much as a dime... This winter I'd missed him Trash everywhere Seems no one else noticed ~ Seems nobody cared

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 2/5/2020 5:32:00 PM

Often the overlooked and understated are doing the most to help things run smoothly.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/5/2020 10:43:00 PM

The overlooked are the 'glue' of society and most organizations that I have been a part of. Thanks for a great comment, Caren! ~ Gershon

Jenish Somadas

Date: 1/30/2020 2:18:00 AM

All are in hurry... Not a minute to stop and check the missing parts.. As you said.. no one dared care.. Thoughtful theme and poem..

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/30/2020 12:54:00 PM

That's right. No one cares; It's a tough, unforgiving world out there, for the most part. Cheers, Gershon

David Mchattie

Date: 1/29/2020 7:57:00 PM

It seems to be human nature where we never fully appreciate someone until they are gone. Wonderful poem my friend. Have a great day.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/29/2020 10:23:00 PM

Really --- much like you and me, I suppose, David. They'll say wonderful things about us---when we're gone. Cheery and Cheerio! ~ Gershon

Ann Foster

Date: 1/29/2020 7:33:00 PM

I am so sorry... he is gone? Our halleluja man is gone also. My heart was broken. I understand. So sad. Well written. As always you find a way to touch my heart, right to quick. Ann

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/29/2020 10:22:00 PM

Most always a sudden departure, with zero fanfare. Sad reality... Thanks, Ann. :) Gershon

Sandra Adams

Date: 1/29/2020 7:28:00 PM

i could see him there through your words... hopefully he finally found somewhere to live and doesn't need to rummage through the trash... so many of them out there if people look...not many notice when they go missing either... good write Gershon! hugs

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/29/2020 10:20:00 PM

You've exposed my inability to put across the character I wanted to create. He was to be someone who was helping to clean the sidewalks --- not going through garbage cans --- but I lost my way in my search for rhyme and flow. Thanks. I wouldn't have noticed, except for your (correct!) comments. Warm wishes, Gershon