“GENTLE SOULS OF MYSTERY” by Sue Neufarth Howard

The teen beside a child on the park bench speaks,
“You’re sitting on my mother!”

A man in a clown suit with lunch box – boards
city outbound bus each day at 5.

Man-child spouting “choo-choo” loud carries
school-bound tykes across the busy street.

South Side Chicago stop light – car stalled.
Winshield-cleaning hustler aids; no tip, no fuss.

-Sue Neufarth Howard

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