Dec 17 2007
He Wondered Why
The other day, following minor surgery, I found myself stranded in a wheel chair waiting for my buddy to return. The poem is a reflection of that special time as I observed the Christmas shoppers.
“He Wondered Why”
He wondered why
Nobody passing
Glanced into his eyes,
Except three year-olds
Holding fast to parents
As they rushed by –
Shoppers in the mall
At Christmas time.
Only little children
Expressed compassion
In their serious demeanor
For this soul in sandals,
Ragged shorts and soiled shirt,
Wheel chair bound alone,
Waiting patiently for
His partner to return.
Was it seated their eyes met,
Or did his presence prompt
The taller to avoid a glance
At one less fortunate?
