|Picture/Art by Bonnie Zeiman|
"how is it you know all these homeless?"
the boy asks, hat kicked to the side
as we drift the side-walk,
after the NA meeting
"you'd be surprised
what you can learn about people
when you are willing
to share a meal," i shoot back,
not really an answer, or
what he was looking for,
quietly he turns it over,
pinching his eyes, curling
lips in consternation
in play-doh, whirls both rigid and pliable
"will you buy me some fries at Burger King?"
because aren't we all---
My good friend Bonnie posted this on her blog the other day and I fell in love with the picture. She graciously has allowed me to write to it. It helps to know incredibly talented people. Smiles.
This is a bit of a follow up piece from yesterday, or at least it happened the same night.