Hunger

I sit watch want to weep seeing you sitting on the street with cane made of wood hand carved not very good a banged up sign in hand sitting unable to stand cars just pass you by my heart wants to cry no one worrying how you fare a world that does not care two cigarettes in a empty hat hair tangled in a mat you sit wish me well as you sit for a spell a homeless man down on his luck hoping to get even a buck i took him coffee wished him well he was grateful I could tell.

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Johnson Vdev

Date: 11/19/2019 8:17:00 PM

Making a needy happy is far better than all your prayers. U just made a good poem of an everyday scene many forget .,..u do have a heart that has concern ...great going

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 6/27/2019 9:11:00 PM

Hello Phyllis … I can't imagine what living on the street during winter would be like. Just a small act with a helping hand can mean so much - thanks Phyllis - Lindsay

Phyllis Babcock
Date: 7/12/2019 3:41:00 PM

Thanks Lindsay yes small acts is what we all should do you never know whose day you can make. Enjoying a nice summer and picking my raspberries. love phyl

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 6/25/2019 5:19:00 PM

Something its the little things we do that matter most Phyllis, just your presence and a warm coffee made a world of difference for that day I'm sure. Your such a kind soul. thank you for sharing, have a blessed evening.xo

Phyllis Babcock
Date: 7/12/2019 3:42:00 PM

Thank you for your comment much appreciated. love phyl