Homeless Hopes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Homeless hopes hanging back, not wanting to disturb anyone, yet being in desperate need for life-giving food and a place to sleep for the night.
People walked by, pretending not to notice his tattered clothes and ripped up shoes.
Needing a shower and comb through his hair to make him look more presentable.
For who, he just didn't know, because he was so invisible to all those who passed him by.
No one stopping to talk or smile, left out in the cold with no respite for his weary bones.
Having been a husband, father, uncle, friend, once upon a time in life.
An auto accident had claimed his entire family and he now exists in empty sorrow, having lost his loved ones one day in just a single moment.
If only someone knew what he was going through, maybe he'd be given some compassion or even love for a while.
Walking down an alley, in the darkness, hoping to find some food put out in the dumpster and maybe a dry spot to lay his head on.