Angel in Disguise

Icy cold
wind sheers
layers of clothes
paper sandwiched between
looking for warmth
a spot of safety to sleep
while the world blindly walks by.
Looking for food
searching the dumpsters
garbage cans
fighting with rats for leftovers
to make a daily meal.
Half eaten entrees
thrown out
disposable income
no need to take home
there is always food to be found
only have to open the fridge.
She saw him huddled
seeking warmth
turned her eyes away
walking briskly in the other direction.
She looks back
seeing him trudge along
wind battering
voice biting her soul.
‘Excuse me? 
May I buy you breakfast?’
He
startled looks up
sees the woman
wonders if she is a foreigner 
or an angel
come to deliver him.
Breakfast
a card for later meals
and she departs.
A smile over her
shoulder
as he sits
watching
wondering
if he would ever see his angel again.
©Feb. 6/20
Picture via Pinterest