Hard Hat ManA Poem by Jamie LeeThis is a story about a homeless man in my hometown.We used to go to the
mall every weekend strutting with our
heads held high, thinking how cool it was to be
without supervision. As we walked down the
isles, fingering the flimsy clothing and
transforming into our older sisters who we
envied for age, I couldn't help but
think of the Hard Hat Man. He popped up
everywhere, always with his shopping cart from
Food for Less filled to the brim with all the
belongings he owned in the world. Such a quiet man, his
face hidden beneath the rough whiskers that buried
his face. Such an odd mad,
always wearing his Hard Hat and dark
brown Trench Coat. Such a timid man,
never responding to the shy greetings I would
offer as he sat alone. As I beamed at my
best friend, telling her how beautiful she
looked in the all too expensive dress she
was trying on.. I thought about Hard
Hat Man, and how he seemed so grateful
for what little he had. Yet here we stood, unable
to be satisfied with the money our parents had
graciously handed out. I have never
forgotten him, and every once in a great while I still
see him.. slowly walking down Spartan Way towards
the wherever he calls home. © 2010 Jamie Lee |
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Added on December 21, 2010 Last Updated on December 21, 2010 AuthorJamie LeeSanta Cruz, CAAboutI'm just a girl trying to make it as a writer. I write what I know, which isn't a lot, but I am learning. 2011 is all about bettering myself as a writer, and I'll be putting every effort into achievin.. more..Writing
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