backpack on his back and bent over in despair
he sits upon a bus bench, crazy tangles in his hair
he glances up to see a woman, curls all down her back
but he hangs his head in shame and thinks about his lack

he steals another glance as she waits for the green light
he envies her the fact that she knows where she'll sleep tonight
he watches traffic pass as his stomach growls too loud
what happened to his life? Once he'd been so proud

The curly haired girl tucked a fiver in his hand
he chanced a glance up, a beautiful smile so grand
he didn't want to be like this and never have a home
he didn't want the "gypsy" life or to be "free" to roam

He nodded at her thankfully and his face spread in a smile
at least he'd have some food tonight, to last a little while
he picked his backpack up and walked up to the store
he knew he would remember that smile forevermore

The light finally turned green and she walked across the street
she hoped she'd given that poor man enough to help him eat
she hiked up to her apartment, her steps were feeling light
she wished she could do more as she retired for the night

loneliness engulfs us, no matter where we sleep
people in the streets or mansions, all of us can weep
money shouldn't be hoarded and a smile goes a long way
you never know what you have done that makes somebody's day