She stood on the streets
with a cup in her hand
trying to get money
but nobody noticed her
she shook her cup
trying to get my attention
i gave her a quarter
she said thanks,but I didn't even know
she covered herself with newspaper
and went behind the Dumpster
I saw her sleeping
she looked hopeless
so I dropped a ten in her cup
I knew she would be thankful
when she saw it
we can't be mean
we have to be nice
cause it could be u
standing on the streets with no where to go
this poem was written for my reading class at Scarborough Middle School
by:kita aka angel1
