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MY BOX AND BLANKET

 
That's my blanket please leave it alone 
It's the only thing that I can call my own 
I'm not like you with your fancy house and car 
My blanket is my comfort and guiding star 

Hands off my cardboard box I got that today 
A bit of luxury to go with my blanket I have to say 
When you see me lying down on the street  
I wonder do you stare or beat a hasty retreat 

My box and blanket are the things so dear to me 
For I am homeless as you can plainly see

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Terry Kay

Kieran,  I feel so bad for the homeless and used to deliver food under the bridge so I like this poem!  Love, Terry Kay

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