Where is she tonight? <br />The lady I saw just yesterday. <br />Pushing her shopping cart <br />Full of large, black bags. <br /> <br />Everyday I saw her somewhere. <br />Ragged sweater in summer, <br />Laced boots, knit cap <br />Pulled down over gray hair. <br /> <br />Pushing, walking slow. <br />Where did she sleep? <br />Always mumbling, mouth <br />Making words. To who? <br /> <br />Was it myself I was watching? <br />Is this the way it was meant <br />To end for me? Walking, <br />Walking, talking for company? <br /> <br />Who was she talking to? <br />Where is she tonight? <br />Was she mumbling to God? <br />Has she finally gone home?<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homeless-old-woman-mumbling/
