Move along. Nothing to see here.
Nothing but this mendicant man.
He's been begging in the same place
All day.
"Spare some change, sir?
Have a good day."
That's all I ever hear him say.
There's a sigh in his eyes.
Some time soon I'll join him.
Some time soon, I say.
Maybe another day.
I'll buy him lunch or coffee.
Hear what he has to say.
But not today, no.
Another day.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Derelict
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1 comments:
i think it would sound better if the last line of the first stanza were "every day." Or at least something with more syllables than "all day." Just seems like it would sound better.
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