with her limited belongings, she dawdles up the path.
plastic bag in hand and trolley rolling behind her,
she seems so lost in her way.
as i watch her walk,
i am curious of her story.
does she do this all day with really nowhere to go?
has she slept in a comfortable place or even changed her clothes recently?
i stand and stretch,
watching the way she operates.
she approaches one of many ponds and stares into the water,
seemingly lost in her own despair.
she reaches into the plastic bag, for what unfortunately
my mind only leaps to negative assumptions.
completely contradictory,
she grabs some bread and breaks it into pieces.
she stands there and feeds the birds and ducks...
sharing her only possession with these helpless creatures.
she is so selfless in her ways.
not only once now have i seen her,
but several times on the same running route.
with nothing materialistic to offer, she offers herself.
a friend to the animals... an unacknowledged act of hope and kindness in the world.
from a woman in rags with a plastic bag and an old shopping trolley.
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