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It Crossed My Mind

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It was nice to come in from the cold I ordered my espresso Sat in the corner by myself Wanted to read and relax A man then came and sat At the table next to me Uncomfortably close I thought He took off some layers Unpacked a bag It crossed my mind He may be homeless He had that look about him It’s not like I was about to ask Or engage in conversation I had not slept all night Definitely not in any mood To stir the morning air It crossed my mind That I could not imagine With the oncoming of winter Being without my home or family I was no longer in the mood to Leisurely hang around I reached to put my coat on And couldn’t help but notice The big hole in his left boot I gasped inside my head As I nodded and Gave him a warm smile Too stunned to do or say anything I think about him now and then And how that hole is now Imprinted in my heart Read on air by invitation ~ July 7, 2021 'WORDS & MUSIC' AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2021 Posted on November 25, 2018

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 11/27/2018 7:09:00 PM

The least one can do; warm his heart with a warm smile. It's hard to know what to do, on the spur of the moment. Well penned.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/27/2018 9:10:00 PM

Indeed, the least... Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, ML.

Greg Gaul

Date: 11/27/2018 1:06:00 PM

Reaching out is truly a tricky thing in today's society. No doubt. But not thinking about it is unforgivable. Well penned - this intimate, little, unspoken interchange. We all have them. Thanks.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/27/2018 9:10:00 PM

Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Greg. Much appreciated.

Timothy Mcguire

Date: 11/26/2018 7:34:00 PM

Understandable in this crazy world. But you still left the fellow with a loving smile.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/26/2018 11:11:00 PM

I'm starting to learn that sometimes that is one of the very best way to "help". Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.

Sylvia Coulstock

Date: 11/26/2018 10:51:00 AM

Very true to life Line,something all to common today,sadly.I love the way you wrote this with touches of humanity and a reflection of your own soul.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/26/2018 2:46:00 PM

Thanks fro your lovely visit and comment, Sylvia.

Chris Green

Date: 11/26/2018 8:42:00 AM

I could picture this as I read it today. The plight of the homeless is often a sad one but at times it is a choice they have made and some just may be happier than we are. Nicely done.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/26/2018 2:47:00 PM

Opting out of society... for so many possible reasons. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Chris.

Carole Duet

Date: 11/25/2018 8:48:00 PM

I like this one a lot, Line, and a warm smile means more to someone than money sometimes. Great little poem!

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/25/2018 9:25:00 PM

So true. I much appreciate your visit and comment, Carole. Thanks.

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 11/25/2018 5:52:00 PM

This sounds like it may have come out of a real experience - when you think of those who are homeless, it makes you appreciate what you have all the more-

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/25/2018 6:05:00 PM

For sure, Michelle. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 11/25/2018 4:56:00 PM

it's sad to think of all the people who do not have their basic needs fulfilled (not to mention the emotional ones), especially at this time of year. you've described this feeling very well, line...

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/25/2018 6:05:00 PM

Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Ilene.