The Beauty and The Homeless!

It was a Monday morning just like any other,

Peeking through the hole in his quilt cover

Bright sun causing squint to his eyes

Woke up to a day that beheld surprise

Last night was rough and had an ugly fight

With someone, she called the love of her life

Hustling through the chores, glancing at the time

She knew she was late to earn the daily dime

Coming up with an excuse won't be smooth

Cursed the day for ruining her blooming youth

He pulled himself up to start the day

Against the wall of a skyscraper's facade

Beneath the tattered blanket was a placard that read,

'May God bless you for sharing your bread!'

She stormed out of the parking, into the streets

Adjusting her muffler, scrolling through tweets 

She grabbed a coffee and paid the extra tips

Beating the chill with vigorous hot sips

He adjusted his back to avoid his bedsore

As he pulled out his lackluster Saxophone

Wiping the dust off his humble assets

A feeling of pride with no regrets

She squinted at the placard but paid no heed

For she won't get a dollar for a good deed

He watched her rush into the skyscraper beside

Those modest eyes gazed at her affluent stride

He moved to the fountain on the crossroad bay

To fill his leaking bottle with water for the day

Freshened up in the plush mall around the corner

Evading the eyes of security and the odd onlooker

She made up an excuse that none could question

Went back to her tasks without motivation

The frowning boss stared at her reckless feat

Irked and dejected, she felt like a cheat

Soaked in her work, five hours went in a jiffy

For him, each hour seemed like an eternity

She headed outside to break her fatigue

He lifted himself with a new intrigue

She rushed out of the skyscraper's glass door

He moved to the cheapest diner on the road

In haste, she banged into him with a thud

Without a pardon, to the corner, she swirled

For her, the rest of the day was a rote

Full of anguish from the starting note

Thence came the end to pack her bag

Drained and crippled by the daily snag

She escaped for home like a poultry hen

Stopped in tracks by a gathering of men

A distant sound of a saxophone played

Causing the mob to joyfully persuade

She entered the mob to witness the cause

An uncanny, loathful figure that he was

Lost in the symphony of a Beethoven

It felt like he was on the doors to heaven

The song came to a satiating conclusion

Hinting at his feeling of ecstatic elation

Opened his damp eyes to an applauding crowd

Few did throw some cents on his shroud

And then he saw that familiar face

Dangling locks harnessed with golden lace

Without looking at the accumulated wealth

He reached out into the pocket in his belt

As he headed towards that familiar face

Alarmed at this strange act by a disgrace

She stepped back to avoid the embarrassment

That was when he let out his dirty hand

The hand that belonged to a homeless creep

The hand that longed for a hold in grief

The hand that blessed everybody's curse

The hand that held her shining PURSE!

'Please check if all is neat and intact'

His first words to anyone in years in fact

She checked her bag and the purse was nowhere

Awestruck, she matched his benevolent glare

She then gazed at the unattended shroud

Blemished with few pennies on the ground

But the purse that had hundreds was untouched

A miserable hungry hand had it clutched

She thanked him for this act so great

A word she knew could not commensurate

Walking away, she equated her life to his

Despite everything, something was amiss

The thing that did not add up in the equation

- the lack of contentment that led to frustration

But there he was with nothing to spare

And he was content sleeping under the chilling air

She stopped and vowed to learn from this homeless

To be able to be content and share happiness

She traced her steps back to his stinking abode

Mustering courage and strength as she strode

She dug her fingers into her bag

Pulled out her purse and a tag

She handed him all the dollar bills she had

And gently gave him the tag that said:

'You are the reason behind my smile'

The homeless could only sigh for a while!