Everyone Loves Harry

He’s the friendliest

lad on the block-

thank you sir

when someone hands him

a fiver

and good day mum

as he tips

his toque-

rather warm this

sunny day

Harry often said.

He’s a regular

at the shelter – his

cot fit for a

King. Much better

than his back-up spot

under the church

front steps.

He.s a taker under

the umbrella

of good people – and yet

also a giver

to those in need of

a good story or a smile.

Note: This poem is dedicated to Willy who

does exist; someone I am proud to call friend.