brown paper bag
brought his own lunch
opened eyes
caught in a stare
the job doesn’t allow
him to be bored
might still get caught in a stare
rising sun happens
to shine his way
staying strong despite
all the weaknesses
worth every moment spent
when the rising sun
warms the spot he stands in
the light then becomes
that of the full moon overhead
under clear black blanket he stares up
brown paper thought
kept in a bag like lunch…
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