A scruffy young man observes in the corner;
He is mannerly and quiet and a natural learner.
He has a delicate face and shaggy brown hair,
And a face full of stubble and blue eyes full of care.
He wears a plaid shirt that buttons down;
It is a selection from a wardrobe of brown.
His clothes are stained and don’t fit his body.
His humble style shows a man not haughty.
He wears patched up jeans and battered shoes.
His life and his paintings tell a story of blues.
Though he struggled through drugs and a life of trouble,
His eyes see beauty in a world filled with rubble.
His story is sad, with experience and pain,
Though in his life he sees hardship as no more than a stain.
On his journey for change he carries hope in his pocket;
It is the promise of beauty in the form of a locket.