The Lost Children # 21 - 24 Poem by GORDON GILHULY
The Lost Children # 21 - 24
21
to what new uses shall
we put the churches when the
poor cry out "enough"
22
to be your shepherd
to watch over your sleep - it
is a great honour
23
You washed their feet, we
shall hold them safely in their
sleep - it is all love
24
silent night holy
night - there is still no room for
the poor at the inn
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: commentary
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
more haiku from my chapbook 'the lost children: out of the cold' drawn from my experiences as a volunteer at a homeless shelter
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