Poem -
THAT MAN WITH NO SHOES
Who is that man with no shoes on his feet ?
Huddled and sleeping on a busy streetΒ
Is he a father or possibly a sonΒ
Living his life is hardly joyous and fun
That man with no shoes is upsetting to see
I am ever so thankful that I am not he
The clothes on his back are tattered and tornΒ
On a rainy day like this he wishes he had never been bornΒ
My heart and pity goes to that man with no shoesΒ
He smells of cigarettes and cheap booze
We are all consumed by greed and wealthΒ
While that man with no shoes suffers from detorating health
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Comments
Kieran, I have found that you you don't write things I like;-)Β You are talented and one of my favorites.....Give yourself a hug from me....
Tell me what you like Terry and I will do my best to accomodate!!!
Thank you for your sweet messageΒ
Now you already do that with no effort...;-)
I would like to write one for you about a topic that means something to you ...
Wow that is so nice...how special that is...let's see...how about the love of nature and all animals that we share this planet with... I have many in different varieties and they are all precious...kindness for all things that live...away with cruelty...that means a lot to me... I am a simple woman...Thank you... I am touched by your thoughtfulness....Love, Terry Kay
Check out my " hunting the whale" poem....
Not only talented but very thoughtful to say you will write a poem for someone you haven't met but who is a fellow writer ,,,i applaud youΒ