Sally's Song (Homeless In Victoria)

Tin Pan Sally she was known Picked in dumpsters - lived alone Sally slept at "Harbour Court" Left on Douglas, right on Forte Cup of soup and chunk of bread Ate in silence, by her bed Stole a cart from hobo Pete While he slumbered in his sleep Pushed her cart at dawn to beat Other folk who worked her street Blossoms pink like fairies float On the rag she called a coat Rising sun from Dallas Road Bathes the sea in burnished gold Daffodils in yellow sigh And nod at Sally passing by Squeaky cart with wobbly wheel Broken shoe with missing heel Sally finds a park bench seat Settles down to rest her feet Watches joggers running by Zig zag kites that kiss the sky Sally drinks in sun and sea Smiles at pigeons by her knee Folds her arms and bows her chin Dreams of those who once were kin Gentle arms to hold her near Children's voices call her dear Sally's song has reached an end Wakens, stretches, rounds the bend Where to sleep this evening late Could be mission, park or grate God who watches all day long Will play a part in Sally's song Find her shelter from the rain Help her bear her endless pain