you saw me.
you came and sat next
to
me on the sidewalk.
"your job?"
and i smiled to keep from crying.
it
did
not
work.
i was crying hard.
you tried to comfort
me.
it did not work.
you put a nickel in my cup, and
left.
i can do better than that.
please let me try again.
YOU ARE READING
Him
Short StoryShe saw Him and She loved Him. ~writing this in the style of "Eve." God, I love that book.
