today i met two <br />persons <br />whose names i have <br />forgotten <br />but whose faces remind <br />me of <br />my past where i was juggling <br />so many things <br />with my hands <br /> <br />i offer a cup of coffee <br />to the emaciated one <br />and to the fat lady <br />who is carrying her <br />new born baby <br />i offer a seat <br />and then gently i walk <br />away<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-past-where-i-was-juggling-so-many-things-with-my-hands/
