They were wide eyed and beautiful,
with their trembling little hands
and quick to smile lips.
But it is cold out,
snow falls on their cheeks
on that big bright jacket
as they point at the filthy bearded man
who shakes on the corner.
“What’s wrong with him, mommy?”
She pulls them close to her jacket
and whispers not to stare.
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