Homeless Man - Poem by Charles Garcia
A Homeless Man
Today I saw a homeless man pulling a grocery cart,
Load of bottles, cans and a kitty cat.
A hard days journey in the city, collecting trash,
Both seemed content with what they had,
Although he was homeless, No signs of complaining
As to market he goes to get some cash,
Cans and bottles are necessary
to sustain his way of life.
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