(Note to reader: I find a picture I like and write a poem about what I see. Hope you enjoy)

This is what I see…Felina Silver Robinson

I’m homeless but not invisible© 2015

by Felina Silver Robinson

I stand on many a corner

Outside of you favorite coffee shops

I sleep on park benches

or the nearest

cardboard box

I always asked for spare change

But politely with a smile

I may not look neat in appearance

As I have no money to clean my clothes

or tend to my hygiene

Each day when I wake up

I find myself asking

Just how did I end up here

But I remind myself that

“I’m homeless but not invisible”

And

If someone was willing to help me

Maybe they could then see me

As the person

I truly am

And not the person

Who has fallen so deeply

Out of grace in this place

Where everyone is so quick to judge

Please open your eyes so you can once again see me