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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The night air flowed over my breath The covers not quite keeping me warm Dreams caressing my past My lover whispers in my ear Sweet words, with her loving touch Times long ago, where tenderness would flow Her perfume flys away with the wind Happy days my only true possessions ahhh but love is not as it once was Age makes the windmill turn slower My lover caressing my pain Raindrops falling, aroused in the wet rain She my life, now I live with thoughts inane Shivering, She releases me from both pleasure and pain Dreams of her splatter all over on top My cover only a cardboard box Wet from the weather in the alley where I sleep At dawn, there is a sharp pain in my rib "out your bum, get the hell away" Kicked and bruised I grab what I can All I can think of is to run run run Limping, onwards to the park I feel a firm hand take hold of me Stop young man, its raining cant you see? Shocked I try to escape, fear invades me In a softer tone the man says Come with me son, out of the rain The shelter is over there, close to your park A warm meal, and and fresh bath will do you good Father O'Brien pats the new one Davey on the back Welcome son, here's a book if you care to read Davey still in skeptical mode, being treated as human Father O'Brien see this in his heavy eyes He looks at Davey and whispers I was once you, you see The hand of love Can mend a thousand hearts When like the seeds of blooming flowers We spread the love we were handed
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