It was a very pleasant day
I saw a man he walked my way
He had a limp that I could see
He ambled past and smiled at me.
I know I’ve seen him times before
He used to pass right by my door
There is a place just down the street
Where homeless vets all go to meet.
There are some benches in a row
They sit there chatting to and fro
It seems to be their meeting place
They smoke, they read, talk face to face
It seems so sad to me that they
Have nowhere else to spend their day !
Claire V. Bogdanos 