i once loved a bag lady
as she did me
some times we'd go dumpster diving
in our dumpster sea
together we would splash
amongst the trash
my bag lady and me

at night in the parks
when we were alone
together we'd run
lookin for change
in the telephones

cardboard signs
in the daytime
hung like BLING fron our necks
will work for food
cash or checks

a tent was our mansion
along the sidewalk of the streets
and like the lord and lady
the people walkin' by
we would greet

and here we stay
happy as can be
for i love my lady
as i know she too loves me....bag lady..


...................writings from the tombs..

good job and true for some

Reminds me of an Erica Badu song. Your poem was very enjoyable.
Thank you for writing.
♥Pathos♥

it makes one feel greatful for their blessings! good write!

thank you ladies for the pleasant compliments... ..a flower for each of you