Inspired by and written for Your Daily Word Prompt – my thanks to Sheryl
Form: Tanka
an hour, maybe two
for someone I believe in
old man with sad eyes
telling his stories his way
no longer feeling alone
he feels forgotten
there is no love on the streets
so he tells me tales
with his tea and a sandwich
an old tramp I call a friend
©JezzieG2023
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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an ongoing project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever-growing love of poetry.
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