AS THE WINDS BLEW

 

I saw a man

He was filled with pain –

Sitting all alone

In the pouring rain.

 

His clothes were dirty,

And an old ragged coat –

Tears filled my eyes

With a lump in my throat!

 

He was talking to himself,

Words I didn’t understand –

This sadness before me

Of a broken man!

 

As the winds blew . . .

Maybe from the south –

His beard was all shaggy,

And no teeth in his mouth.

 

But then I saw a smile,

And it was so plain –

He seemed to be content

Even in his pain.

 

So how did this happen?

Broken and all alone –

A skeleton of a man . . .

Under a bridge was his home!

 

Epaphroditus© March 2, 2024