445

every day

same six blocks

pushing her stuffed shopping cart

everything inside is all she’s got

cement bench only sleeping spot

luxury automobiles pass by

drivers do not give her a second thought

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See also:

The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon

The Hermit Poet’s eBooks detail info and downloads

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