Poem -

Who Will

Who will spin me a skein

of bright gossamer gold?

Who will stretch out their hand

when I need something to hold?

Who will take care of my body

when I am too old?

Who will weave my shroud

to keep me from the cold?

Who will buy me the strings

for my broken violin?

When I am destitute and homeless

who will invite me to come in?

Who will give me a silver dollar

instead of a penny made of tin?

When I have done wrong

who will tell me I sin?

Who will lend me their coat

when the bitter winds blow?

Who will offer me shelter

when it begins to snow?

Who will feed my little children

as they start to grow?

There are so many things

that I want to know.

Yes, there are so many things

that I need to know.

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linda wright

so many feelings and emotions in this poem very well thgought out linda

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Georgina Richardson

Hi John,

A great big welcome to the Cosmo family from me. I hope you have many hours of fun and get lots of inspiration from all the superb writers on here. This is a brilliant piece that asks many of the important questions in life. Well done for an enjoyable read honey.

God bless

G xx

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