Harry
11 May, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin
Im going to give you a poem,
it's about a man named Harry,
you might of seen him,
or maybe you know him.
Harry has long grey hair,
and with his blood shot eyes
it looks like he's giving you a evil stare.
Harry used to take pride in himself,
but when his wife died he just lost interest,
he didnt care.
Harry walks the street daily
looking for people to talk to,
but Harry looks unapproachable,
but that doesnt make him unsociable.
So the next time you see harry walking all alone,
remember to speak that one word,
a simple... hello.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Wednesday, May 12 2004, 08:11 pm Hushy, your poem made me smile.... Yes, the lonely and daily street-walkers need a simple hello from time to time........ I especially love lines 13 and 14..... They may not have on a suit, or Sean John clothing They may not have a clean shaven, face But... they are still humans... And they need the love.... Congratulations on such a masterpiece! Have fun, Meridian |
hushy (80.6.138.109) -- Thursday, May 13 2004, 09:28 pm meri thank you for your kind words, i love hello moon hushy |
Clive Ringshall (65.177.232.152,) -- Monday, May 17 2004, 04:40 am Hushy, knew I'd become a reader of your's. Again your feelings shine through. Keep writing keep sharing |
hushy (80.6.138.109) -- Monday, May 17 2004, 12:39 pm thank you for your kind words my friend, it is amazing to find so many amazing people in one place,even if i am on the other side of the atlantic. take care |
Martin V (4.244.87.7) -- Monday, May 17 2004, 03:11 pm Hushy, This is a very good read, it takes courage to reach out touch the heart of what some call Scum and once we do, we feel real and of value to ourselves, we all have a heart and its worthless if, we keep it to our sleves. Good Work, here. MartinV |
Clive (63.184.96.10, 2) -- Monday, May 17 2004, 05:20 pm I used to live in Walton-on-Thames untill 1999 then I moved over here. Email me |
barb (66.46.241.238) -- Friday, May 21 2004, 03:25 am your poem is so true and you had the heart to notice. a friendly hello or smile makes us feel good when we get acknowledged, so it would make others feel good too. Have you ever noticed if we smile or say hello to someone and they don't reply or respond we walk away thinking what a miserable SOB. I'm glad somebody else sees this. |
lucy (81.100.175.39) -- Thursday, January 27 2005, 09:29 pm just wanted to say I have been reading your work, and I love this! |
Ben F (81.100.175.39) -- Friday, January 28 2005, 10:46 am ago,brings back memories.thanks for reading, nice to have a family member who cares. oh and next time use your own computer! Ben |
anonymous_redhead (70.249.67.4) -- Sunday, April 10 2005, 09:53 pm awesome poem....i also love lines 13 and 14, to the point and catchy. Not that I'm a poetry expert or anything. Anyway, great job. |
Ben f (81.100.175.132) -- Sunday, April 10 2005, 10:29 pm thanks for reading!the man this poem is about has sadly died,but will always be remembered. take care Ben |
sammy (198.240.128.75) -- Friday, June 24 2005, 04:30 pm this is brillaint! like meridian says I like lines 13 and 14. sad that the man has nowe died,lets hope he got a few hellos before he went. |
Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Wednesday, May 3 2006, 07:37 pm for reading,wow,two years ago!time does fly. |
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