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Dame Penelope

Dirt covered button nose
Age unknown
Memories of a lost childhood
Eclipsed in a dented shopping cart

Pictures shown with some fingerless gloves

Each stained with tears
Nightly visits at the bus station
Each filled with a shallow laughter
Love refracts from her swollen eyes
Oh those shoes self repaired
Pepople hide their true feelings behind smiles
Each feeling disgust

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  • JeannieD Hunter gold member
    October 9

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    William, James and I miss you! It is
    so good to see that you have posted
    a poem. I can just see a sad and lonely
    homeless lady and also feel for her
    having to endure peoples looks. It
    is so sad that people are so damn mean.
    I freaking hate that others don't even
    consider for a moment that these
    people on the streets are human too!
    Grrr, I could go on, but I don't need
    to. You have said it here, if folks
    have the eyes to see, and the hearts
    to feel. Well done dear friend.

    Jeannie