I walk the border
Between these two worlds
Behind a father
Backpack with
Baseball bat and racket
Slung over his shoulder
His beard greying
Holding the hand of
His young daughter
Son and wife
Walking alongside
And the homeless man
Asleep in the sun
On his thin cardboard bed
Arm under his head
Eyes closed
Wearing clothes he’s worn
For who knows
How many days
And his beard
Is also greying
March 26, 2022 at 02:39PM