Sample poem from my book - Enjoy!

Cracks of altered lengths

… run the weathered face

Depth of feeling modified

… yet common in every race

Hunger, fear, and poverty

… chiseled this masterpiece

Eyes bulging with stories

… which caused each beautiful crease

Many pass him by

… never giving him much thought

My heart is drawn to his

… so I put money in his pot

Blessed I am with a smile

… he hands me his woven wares

Beautiful turtle doves

… that always come in pairs

Crafting for his living

… yet no one seems to care

They walk by with disgust

… only giving him cold stares

A beggar he is not

… he sells just like the stores

What others cannot realize

… his shop’s just out of doors

Daily we exchange

… we sit upon his stoop

Stories of life, and wisdom

… I glean over a bowl of soup

Fast friends we became

… in our mutual admiration

An educated man he is

… full of inspiration

Sad, and tragic it is

… others don’t peer below

Missing the real beauty

… that sets the soul aglow

Our time soon came to an end

… I’ve memorized each crease

Richer I am, for the experience

… from my merchant on the street.