Goodness in his heart

I’m alive
I’m walking down the sidewalk singing in the rain

I’m not sheltered under a bridge
As the water rises.

I’m soaking wet
But I do art.

I have no money
But my boyfriend loves me

In the forests of the night
I shiver

The next day I look for a job
I look forward.

The kindness of strangers sustains me
There is hope because there is caring

Anyone who actually looks at me
Can’t help but care

Even if they deny me.
Kindness of Strangers
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Goodness in his heart
A smile on his face
A mixed up mish mosh of thoughts
Blew around his head
He saw in small random things some logic
Although to all others it was illogic
He smiled at the world
Whether it smiled back or not
A soft inflection in his voice
showed he thought he could get by
But those around him,
especially those who cared,
Worried that he could not get by
Without help
Help he would not accept
He’d smile
And say, “I’ll be alright.”
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 12/14/14
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