Difference Poem by Tasha Young

Difference



As the day moves slowly into the night.
Thinking about issuses are they wrong or right.
The homeless and hungry sleeping in the street.

How can they handle it the cold and heat.
How can we help what can we do.
All they need is some help from me and from you.

The more that we help the more we do.
There life's will be reborn a difference from me and you.

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Tasha Young

Tasha Young

Dubuque Iowa
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