Black dress lady

I see her everyday
The ragged black dress
Tells me it's her

Alone she sits
All her worldly
Possessions by her side

The overpass
Is her roof
Keeping out the rain

The look of despair
And desperation
Are etched on her face

Is she known
Does she have identity
Among the homeless community?

I want to help her
Let her know I care
Give a simple act of kindness

Days turn into weeks
Weeks to years
Still i see her there

Someday I want to stop
Ask her name
Just sit and pray

But I have to be careful
Where my feet will take me
In this city of hopelessness