The Bum

The bearded man that walks the streets of Motown.

Tin cup
Fill it up
Clink clank
Take a drink
Army trench
park bench
Cold place
lonely face
Snow falls
Nature calls
Any food?
Weakened mood
Fall asleep
Comfort’s cheap
Long, cold night
Finally light
Look around
Sitting down
Belated smile
Stay a while
Watch the sky
Passers by
Not a word
Seems absurd
Hours pass
Happens fast
Made a friend
Smile again