You Stopped To Talk To Me

You Stopped To Talk

He sits there next to his car

Day after day after day

I drove close to him one morning

To see what his sign had to say

It said “Will Work for Food”

So I just drove on by

I didn’t have any work

For this poor old guy

The next day I drove by

He was sitting there still

I wondered if anyone had stopped

Wondered if anyone will

Two days later I drove by again

He was there once again

I decided to stop and talk

I asked him how he had been

He said he sat here day by day

To get money to pay his rent

He was too old to work

All of his savings were spent

He used to be a firefighter

He told me that cold winter day

I got out of my car and sat next to him

Wanting to hear all he had to say

He had worked for thirty years or more

Trying to save homes and lives

Now his retirement wasn’t enough

So now every day he drives

To sit in a lonely parking lot

Beg for money from all who care

And telling his story to anyone

To anyone who stopped there

I gave him all my money

It was only a dollar or two

I wish I could have done more

But that would have to do

He told me thank you

With tears in his blue eyes

He said it wasn’t often

That this old man cries

I said it wasn’t much that I gave

He had to disagree

He said you didn’t just give money

You stopped and talked to me

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khadeejah 4 years ago from Nigeria

This is too sad.

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Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

I am so glad you wrote about this very thing. I, too, have a heart for the downtrodden/homeless. The world would be a much better place, if each one of us would just stop and listen and maybe give a bottle of water to someone who is thirsty or offer a warm blanket in the winter. I had written about this very thing. "Love covers a multitude of sins." In His Love, Faith Reaper

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joanveronica 4 years ago from Concepcion, Chile

What a beautiful Hub, I feel proud to be the first to comment in the Hubhop! I will be following you and your work, but I have one complaint: you're NOT "justateacher"!

I'm one of those too, and I always say: I'm a teacher and happy with it, as I'm sure you are, from your Bio. Voted Up, etc.

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cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

This is so beautiful. you have touched me so deep. that is all i can write for now , i must go cry.Thank you for this touching piece.!!!

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rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

Very touching and moving! You bring a great deal of messages in your poems! I just love all your poems!.... all of'em!

Here also you try to bring out a sense of responsibility in us, a morale sense in us!

Hats off! Loads of respect!

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teaches12345 4 years ago

Such a touching heart-felt story. I often wonder kind of life change has caused people to resort to depending on others for income in this way. Thanks for sharing and helping us to see the need and compassion for others.

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Peter Leeper 4 years ago from Londonderry, New Hampshire

Beautiful. Voted up!

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justateacher 4 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz... Author

Peter - thank you for your comments and vote!

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BlossomSB 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

So sensitively written. A good story to make us all think. Thank you.

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