A boy with a crutch
and a cast with no leg
Stood with a bowl
at the corner to beg.
He did not have much,
He had lost it all.
Yet still he stood with his hope in place,
Propped with his crutch against the wall.
His heart quickened its pace
when a man walked by
Whom placed $5 in the bowl beside.
The boy with nothing but a smile to give,
Took off his tattered hat in gratitude.
An older man,
whom had more money than needed to live,
Watched in awe and with angered attitude.
$10 he placed inside,
to top that which the other had given.
For the joy of the gift,
the boy almost cried,
Feeling more positive and driven.
An old lady
who's children the night did claim,
took out 2 quarters,
All she had to her name,
and placed them in the dish.
A tear in the eye of the retired mother
With none to give
but a wish.
She gave more than any other
For she is the one
he will miss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the story of this its tragic and uplifting at the same time, I can’t help but see tiny Tim as the basis of this character, their some interesting interpretation in the end, there seems to be a blur between the character sketch and yourself. Either way it’s a big like.