Beth's Closet - Poem by James McLain
This is my closet it is so very to they useful, trust it is young,
and the children of some are being abused, being ignored.
Bless the child who is given up, over or under age twelve.
The heart of each part unwittingly they must play,
Thus wherein of the pain is this there crossover program.
She is by his of this your public selection it helps the counsel of eighteen. where upon it is under, announcement litem' of the guardian. Jurisdiction, We the people, This The office of.
As for the large number of these very young people.
Pray the environment where just the clothing on their backs.
Cross sections which is taken from the abuse they from their house and or other things have been by they whom knew thus ignored.
As for the desired box the hygiene item which offers up to they the basics each necessity is like the individual,
the bus pass a tree a functional life, which helps.
Money is an evil fact that roots we all need and the shoes,
the clothing, the underwear, the pajamas, the bedclothes,
the book and the hope through she by him and it makes.
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