Limerick- His Gain Poem by Valsa George

Homelessness is still one of the stains of our society, that we should still have people who do not live but only survive is a shame. Its not often a limerick makes you feel humble for the little things, or gratitude but this one does. Reading this reminds me that when all seems bleak theirs a grain of hope. A 10 is too small for something this humane.

Very hard for beggars at anytime. Now we barely carry cash so must be getting even harder. Tough times for so many.

All day he sat and thought Of his unlucky lot But glad as he saw in his bowl, his gain! ......so touching and impressive. Beautiful Limerick on despair and homelessness is well executed.

Beggars of any time has a hard time to confront. Despite umpteem adversities he is happy with the coins that fall into his bowl. Thank you Valsa George for sharing the poem

The picture and the poem are, as though, made for each other. Loved your limerick, as always. Also loved the comment of @Kevin Patrick.

in rain has come to the beggars heart the pain but luck with favor at last gain

ok, i've been here. not in the beggars shoes, but on this page. ;)

No doubt a lovely limerick. But I'm curious to know: what came first, the poem or the picture? They fit like made for each other.

every cloud has a silver lining seeing his plight many like you dropped in his bowl a coin