The Wind Blows So Cold Poem by Sam Pendlebury

The wind blows so cold
A chill runs through all the way to my bones
I am your brother in kind you see
I was a soldier for my country
A farmer tending the fields
An auto worker in Detroit
A father who held his children tight
Then rocked them to sleep
I once had a home and family to love
Now just a cardboard sign and a plastic cup
Look here this box is my home
You look at me with disgust, never a thought of who I am
You see a man maybe something less with a sign and a cup
Hungry and homeless can you spare some change
I watch as you toss it in my cup, careful not to touch
A look on your face, the stare from your eyes
Yes I remember what it was like to have a family and home
I shiver from the cold, then hold up my sign
Thank you God bless