Afghan Reflections by Terry Douglas
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for my thoughts on my time spent there.
Dressed in Tatters
Posted on Thursday, December 10th, 2009
Dressed in Tatters
He thought He’d fool me,
Disguised in trodden threads,
Splint visible — teeth battered,
Thru eyes bright — piercing.
“Help me — I need to reach
Norfolk thirty minutes away.”
“I’ll give you a dollar.”
“The fare is three forty.”
I gave Him five;
He thought He’d fool me,
That I would judge
Him dressed in tatters.
Categorized as Daily Devotionals, Poetry
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