Josette

Josette walks down the street
With broken shoes on her feet
Wishing she had money
For a glass of milk and a little honey

Josette pushing her cart
Sadness is heavy in her heart
All her belongings piled high
She knows she must not cry

What happened to her life
Once she was a mother and a wife
Her children and husband have gone away
And the street is where she must stay

People do not know what Josette is really about
Afraid to ask anyone for a hand-out
Occasionally someone will say
Here’s a dollar..have a nice day

People look at her with disdain
But they would not believe her pain
She is ashamed of who she has become
But she has no where to run

So when you see Josette don’t stare
Let her know you care
One day your life can become the same as hers
And it will never return to what it was

Josette

Sally Omar

Joined January 2008

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Artist's Description

I met Josette a long time ago…..and every time I saw her would give her a few
dollars for a meal…..she was very bright and polite…..her husband died and her
children moved South….with no money and no job….she became homeless….

I dedicate this poem to Josette and to all the people who..because of sad
circumstances..are homeless and hope people will be more understanding
of the plight of the homeless….

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