These are my kind of people
those on the street, lined people,
the ones you only see in your mind people,
the ones who have slipped through the net.
I never forget and perhaps that’s a blessing
that there are worse places to be than in my
and I’m sending out a cheer
for those who were and
are no longer here,
raising a beer to them
because it’s the least I
© 2020, John Smallshaw.