The Lady

Today I saw a homeless lady in the parking lot of a KFC

With a wire basket holding her color-coded blankets

And a folding chair she’d set up in the corner near the drive-thru

 

Her face was pleasant and peaceful and perfectly serene

While she cooed at a raven that was poking at pieces of an unwanted biscuit

And I couldn’t shake the feeling that she knows something we don’t.

-Andrea Miller

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