Margaret Street
by The Poetess (SRP)
Here I am
In the middle of a city
Living in something
That sure ain't pretty.
A tarp on the roof
Dents on the hood-
No, it isn’t very much
But I did the best I could.
Oh, how they gossip -
Assuming what they don’t know!
And I just keep on looking
For Heart that doesn’t show.
Many turn up a nose.
Some just sneer on by.
And I keep squaring my shoulders.
But, when they laugh. . .I cry.
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