The Black and Blue Woman

This lady was one of the sweetest ladys I met in New York.
Covered in trash bags, rags, and blanket from head to foot she would walk up and down Time Square pushing a stroller full of empty cans, as if nothing had gone wrong in her life.
Her back is hunched from looking down all the time, repeating prayers to herself.
I heard her as I walked by only to walk ahead and watch her run her cart into the nearest crowd.

She probably apolagizes a million times a day.