Are you lost and Afraid
No Where to go,
Living on the streets
Hoping no one will know.
Alone and forgotten by
Family and friends
Hoping to find comfort,
Wanting the pain to end.
You say you are homeless
But is that really true?
There are strangers to care
And ones that’ll listen to you.
A home isn’t a house, apartment
Or where you live,
It’s where you are wanted-
People wanting to give.
Friendship, companionship,
Kind words, food to eat.
Acceptance, caring, a warm place to sleep.
People that give unselfishly,
People really wanting to know,
You, your problems and helping you to grow.
You say you are homeless,
No where to go.
Home is where the heart is,
People to get to know.
Everyone has problems, yours might not
Be so great. Listen with your heart,
Before it’s too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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