Hazel June Hooper

Hazel June Hooper Poems

No home or friendly hand held out in welcome,
No cheery glow of fire, no warmth of food,
there is none,
No shelter when the cold wind blows,
...

No artist's hand could paint a picture
So wonderful to see,
No masterpiece as priceless
As the one in front of me;
...

We can sometimes draw the curtain, the veil to yesteryear,
Revelations of our lifetime; the joys, the smiles, the tears.
Recollections are like stairways through the ages,
Reflecting pain and pleasure, as we turn the pages,
...

The Best Poem Of Hazel June Hooper

The Tramp

No home or friendly hand held out in welcome,
No cheery glow of fire, no warmth of food,
there is none,
No shelter when the cold wind blows,
No refuge from the sleet and snow;
In a harsh uncaring world he knows
He has neither friend or foe.

A hard park bench on which to lie,
Where endless throngs of people pass him by.
His sole possessions in a ruck sack;
"Better you than me, I'm alright Jack!"

Secure in your comfort, oblivious of his plight,
It doesn't really matter who is wrong or right,
Turn not your back, but heed his silent cries;
It could be you not him, that the world despise.
Contemplate, the difference found.
If fate had someone smiled, instead of frowned.

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