One Day In Mind Poem by Martin Swords

Martin Swords

Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland

One Day In Mind

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The sound came faintly, growing
As he slowly worked the street.
A gentle song of unrequited love
Sung true to note in a voice
That once was strong.
The lilting rolling song matched
By his lolling rolling gait, moved closer.
The Streetsinger came calling
Once or twice a year.
Never asking, never begging,
Just singing, hoping, trusting.
Closer now his face reflected
Hardship, the ups and downs, and downs
Of life lived hard.
In someone else’s shoes and shirt and tie,
Clean but tired and faded.
He wore his broken heart
On his shabby shiny sleeve.
The song moved on and faded
As he worked his way back down the other side.
Then stopped.
Looked at his meagre coins,
Walked sad slow steps away.

Another street. Another song.

We never knew his name but we remember.
Did he recall Findlater Street,
A young boy holding out a single shiny shilling.

He gave us more than we gave him.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elysabeth Faslund 20 August 2007

How has this magnificent poem been overlooked? ? This is too good to be true! The pen and the sword...they go together fantastically! ! ! This is one to read and remember! xxElysabeth

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Adeline Foster 16 August 2007

Obviously this poem has been buried deep in the annals of reminisce. Great pathos.

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