The Wizards will is strong today
A lucky penny he threw my way
In my pocket, I let it sit.
The next day I found a job
Life is looking up I thought
People say I am a fool to heed his words
A vagrant, that sits alone
on the bench all day.
Yet in his eyes, I see much more
His ragged clothes turn most away
I see a suit of golden hue
His footsteps light when he walks
His age disguised by a trick of sight.
So much they miss with noses turned
What fate, what future stands without?
First condemning with sight and sound.
Let those walk by who see him not
I keep my penny out of sight
My life I see in his hands.
A light to pin my hopes upon...
©AnitaDawes2022
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A beautiful poem from Anita. Yes, keep your rare sight a secret and enjoy the attentions of the wizard. 🙂
Anita sends her thanks, Diana…🙏🏻💕
The stories he could tell! <3
And I think Anita knows them all…
lol Maybe so! 😉
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