Let Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE
Let
Rating: ★5.0
Snow is falling
A cold wind blows,
On silent streets
So filled with woes,
I walk the night
I wish would end,
Without a home
Without a friend.
Each bell I ring
Get turned away,
Nowhere to rest
Nowhere to stay,
The room is let
No vacancy,
No place to go
No place for me.
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4/18/2024 3:43:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Verily, a good depiction of the solitude