Priceless

She cries alone
Hoping that no one will see
And hoping that someone will.
She closes her eyes tight
Shutting out the world, the light.
Shutting out the sight of her ripped jeans
Her holey sneakers.
He sees her
He has nowhere else to go
Nowhere to pretend to run to.
He sits down on the concrete path
Hidden by trees, hidden by time.
He sits beside her, simply touchers her hand
Simply touches her soul.
And he doesn't even know.
Her tears stop running
Rampant, wild.
She smiles at him
Like a child.
One tiny touch
Lifted hate off her back
Lifted hard-pressing sorrow from her neck
Swept away worry
Chased away pain
Brought back control
She couldn't regain
On her own.
Just some compassion, kindness, and thought
Sometimes does more good
Than anything bought.