Forgotten Woman

Head down,
weighted suitcase,
she walks across the street slowly,
while I’m in my car
driving to get groceries,
and maybe I can’t afford everything,
but she has been forgotten by society,
I feel my heart cinching,
the tears begin stinging,
as defeat seems to take us both.

Emily ©

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