Whats your point of view
When i ask you
About the not so well to do
The ones who's home is in an alley
Criss Crossing from the Suburbs to the City
Hidden in plain view
On occasion a not so well to do
is seen by me and you
In dusty old shoes
Old souls
Walking in dirty old clothes
I wonder if they Gave up caring
About the people staring
At what their wearing
A few you can find
With a dog trailing behind
Others you can find
Sleeping with their wine
I ponder on the memories they leave behind
Right up to the present time
Were they dull or did they shine
Were they evil or kind
How many of you fear
The idea of becoming one of them kind
Or do you force yourself to be blind
The few times
You see the not so well to do kind

Hey thanks for lookin over my stuff.
I'm new to writing or should i say i don't do it as often as i'd like. It sort of comes and goes and when inspiration does strike me i find myself writing then scratching part of what i wrote only to find myself doing it again further down the page. Some people here have a way of putting words to paper as smooth as a brush puts paint to canvas.

Excellent write

Thanks AngelLight

By the way I like your Tattoo "Sweet"

Thanks LAMom.

This one kinda shocked me
I never noticed
how much i noticed
the Not So Well To Do
until i wrote this piece for me and you

that's for all your poems I read today. Liked it.

peace
jimmy

Thanks Jimmy
Right back atcha

wonderful write

Thank you pkh
your approvals are very reassuring