A Gentleman of the road………..

miaty roadAn unkempt stranger,

Clad in multiple coats,

Shuffling along the A607

Moving from one work-house to another,

Pushing ancient, squeaky perambulator,

Pssessions secured by fraying binder-twine, Polity asking, Grandma to fill, Chipped, tea-stained billy-can, Face revealing failure, abandonment; Eyes light up showing gratitude when Thich slices of bread and dripping Accompany re-filled billy-can, Returned with a few kind words; Whilst grandma reassures Small, apprehensive children, The unkempt stranger Slips into the mist, Abode for the night unknown.

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