Thread bare she
whom I saw in
San Francsico
as I entered a store
there she stood
Poor perhaps
I do not know
The look on her face
such made me
turn back to apologize
for a customer in a hurry
no time for her face
Dirty dieveled was she
worthy was she
dignity had she
ashamed for he
whom turned his back
Before I left our eyes did meet
an understanding foerever
I keep
The road home some
never will see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seeing a person by the heart is humanely passionate, worth the 10.