Afternoon sun shining we stood and laughed among the crowd sidewalks clean ( spiffed up for the show) You and I out happy we'd been able to come And oh yes having roared through Act I All prettied up best faces on all around Side Door Open and everyone having a ball I lit up a smoke as you conversed with someone I didn't know about the show I stood a bit aside and I saw her dragging her cart heading this way worn looking her life stuffed in bags she came and just stopped and looked me straight in the eye "Got an extra?" she rasped I fumbled in my purse and found one Handed it to her and smiled "Yes, here" She just stayed put and stared Confused I looked away and back away and back again "Oh, do you need a light? She gurgled a laugh so I laughed too as I fumbled around again and lit her up "Thanks" she mumbled and just walked on one hand on the cart she dragged down the spiffed up sidewalk alleyway and I just followed with my eyes I'd thought I'd seen a smile before she left or like a wink right before she turned to head on
You looked at me and laughed "They all know you." I didn't know what you meant and you just said something about all the other people out there smoking between acts and why did she come to me and you said that it wasn't the first time you just shook your head and smiled and you held my hand and we both looked down the alleyway to see if she was still in view and wondered where she was going Then you said you loved me and come on let's go back in
I maybe remember her better than you now would and know that she wasn't going anywhere really I mean where would she go up and down the streets of Hollywood to wherever she found a place
Wonderful soul memories that stick in the mind like a warm stew on a cold day. Your heart walked down the street in sync with the bag lady as you felt her life walk on by.
There is more value and kindness in street people than most will ever know. This reminds me of "Sweet Geraldine" a woman from the streets of Savannah. She entered my life for a reason and we both gained value from the time we spent together. Please read "Sweet Geraldine" if you would like to meet her through my poetry. She's gone now.
Thanks!
Susan
Asa D Seeley, a young Afro American man, shares his struggle to leave his past behind as he reaches for his future. In his one-of-a-kind style, he searches for answers...from the visible & invisible. A Memoir in Poetical/Prose form.
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
Regis
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Susan