I see him now, as I walk up,
in between the shopping stores,
and the cafés that litter the pavement ahead.
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I remember when I lived in Edinburgh, there was this one particular guy who used to sell the Big Issue too, he always smiled at me and told me I have pretty eyes once on Chrismas Eve(when I was buying Strongbow at Tescos.) I used to think about him alot when I moved to London - Just reminicing - but a very straight, simple piece. Carolyn
I love this poem Stephen. Great work...........and a wonderful message. It is very similar to my 'Will Work for Food' poem. I really enjoyed this! Sincerely, Mary
Hey mate! such an amazing poem, i always feel like that. wen u walk down the street, people are so harsh, they cant give £1 to a homeless person..n lets face it, whats £1 in our lives? nothing! but its the world to poor people. nicely written! ! ! 10 from me :)