think about the homeless who have no place to go
no bed for them to sleep in or a fire with a glow
sleeping in the rough in some cardboard box
taking life the hard way taking all its knocks
living life so lonely as they begin to roam
hoping maybe someday they will find a home
some where they can stay with there own front door
then the lonely people wont be homeless anymore.
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Author:
jim56 (
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A most compassionate poem that addresses the issue of homelessness. A sad situation. Well said Jim
hi thanks for always lovely comment
means a lot jim
Most welcome Jim
Hi Jim, I thought this poem looked familiar 🤔. I read it on Hello Poetry this morning. I'm Falsesense on HP. Nice to read it again.
- Syd
glad you enjoyed it again thanks for comment
its one of my favourite ones
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