People I feel sorry for

There she sits, unremarkable Blue jeans, white shirt Looking through bric-a-brac papers A salvage From the junkyard of a too big purse Head bowed Disheveled in insecurity She glances and retreats A shell of shyness. Poor girl I hope she has a good life. by M. Perron (Originally written May 16th, 1992) Notes: Wow, I … Continue reading People I feel sorry for


I passed an old lady on my way I smiled at her She gummed a smile at me. I saw her weary wrinkles soften for an instant. A smile is sometimes the most beautiful gift of the day. by M. Perron (Originally written February 24, 1993) Notes: Is it just me, or did I write … Continue reading Smile