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Sep 2013
You're late again
Each heavy step
Proves it even so.
You check the clock
It's half past four
A quarter after your corner store
job that you are about to lose
but here you are, "where's my shoe?"
You fumble with your knotted laces
They mock you
They tell you
"we'll take you places"
You tie them off
Those stupid strings
Whoops, you they tripped you
Grab your things

You're out the door
And on the street
You see a man
He's at your feet
Begging for a morsel to eat
You check the clock
It's almost five
You think you could stop a moment
To keep this man alive?

You check your purse
You've got a ten
Looks like you'll be missing lunch again
You hand it over
Still in a rush
You're thinking about
Missing your bus

You're already on your way
When behind you, you hear
"Thank you maim"
This makes you stop
You always rush
To work
To school
You've missed the bus

You turn back to him
His eyes are bright
Despite his woes
He feels alright
You're in warm clothes
And he's is in rags
You kneel to him
You drop your bags

"You're welcome" you say
A simple thing
You get back up
Now you're smiling
Maybe you won't make it to work
But you're okay
There's always happiness, you just have to know
Where to look.
Sara Elliott
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