A Homeless Soul Poem by Eve Anderson

A Homeless Soul

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He lives on the street
With nothing to eat
He'll work for any
Which won't be spendy
He holds a sign
And the people drive by
It's almost Christmas
Which he won't have any wishes
It's very cold
That he witholds
It made me feel bad
And even sad
I pray for him
And hope his life will begin
This world should be better
No matter the weather

Sunday, April 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,weather
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