I thought it was very cold <br />That December night... <br />While driving to my warm <br />Home. <br /> <br />Until I saw that man, alone, <br />By the side of the bayou. <br />He had lit a fire... <br />Standing too close <br />In a shirt and pants... <br />Holding out his hands to <br />The warmth. <br /> <br />I drove to a place to turn <br />Around...went back, thinking <br />There might be danger if <br />I stop. I stopped... <br />Gave him my coat. <br />It was too large on me. <br /> <br />When I drove off, he was putting <br />That coat on. <br /> <br />Now, he may have done drugs, <br />May have drank, <br />May have been a crazy, <br />Old sort... <br />But, he wouldn't be cold again <br />With <br />The coat.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homeless-man-and-the-coat/
