Poem: Corner of Main and 82nd

You see him stand on the corner of Main and 82nd.
He stands there day and night.
Like the stop light that never walks home.

One, two, three people walk by,
Paying no attention to the man.
The fourth person to walk by happened to be a 6 year old with her mother.

The little girl looked at her mom and said,
"May I give him my dollar?," as she pointed at the man.
With a leery look from her mother, she replied,
"Okay."

As the little girl lifted the dollar up towards the man,
He smiled a thankful smile, accepted the dollar and said,
"Thank you, sweet child!"

But what the little girl didn't know was that
She was the first and only person
To show kindness and compassion to the man on the corner.

The man on the corner was so grateful that a 6 year old
Would care for a fowl man like himself.


                                                                         ~Krystin Darnell