Some Mother's Son
His cup shook unsteadily in his outstretched handHis bloodshot eyes begged out a silent plea
They seemed to say I know this is my fault
But please, find it in your heart to help me.
My eyes took in his torn, ragged jeans
Bare skin thru the holes in his shoe
His shaggy grey beard and long matted hair
My heart felt like it was breaking in two.
A dollar I took from my meager supply
As the stench from his body I smelled
I smiled, said hello, looked right in his eye
With this kindness oh, how his chest swelled.
He slowly, steadily raised his head
His eyes were a startling blue
He said "Dear lady, you are so kind
With my whole heart I want to thank you."
With a tear in my eye, an ache in my heart
I slowly walked away
Those eyes that belong to some mother's son
Continue to haunt me each day.
~Whisper~
