Who'S This Guy?
Who's this guy I see each night?
He's all alone,no one's in sight.
He's on the curb,there in the light.
I ask myself,who can he be?
And when I leave through my front door,
I pass him near the old drug store.
He makes me think. He makes me sore.
Well I'll be damned,This guy is me.
Glenn Delbert Carrasquillo
Copyright ©2007 Glenn Delbert Carrasquillo