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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I ran away from home under sun drenched skies, Now, I am walking in a snow storm- freezing; My parents are mean so I broke all ties. I pass Christmas decorated windows- sneezing, I am only fifteen and all alone in the world; Now- I am walking in a snow storm freezing. I hug my thin coat as the winter wind whirls, Then, I see people entering a church brightly lit; I am only fifteen- and all alone in the world. I go inside and hide, I'll just stay for a bit, Behind a beautiful Virgin Mary statue I curl up; Then- I see people entering a church brightly lit. Most days I stand holding out a begging cup, Enough quarters and I can have Macdonalds; Behind a beautiful Virgin Mary statue I curl up. Most days I stand holding a begging cup I ran away from home under sun drenched skies; Enough quarters and I can have Macdonalds, My parents are mean so I broke all ties. ~~ It is warm and cozy and soon I fall asleep, And I dream of another Christmas a year ago; Were they really that mean to me? No, I weep. Delicious food, singing, and a tree all aglow, I've met lots of homeless people on the street; And I dream of another Christmas a year ago. Some people are evil and some treat me sweet, I met a man and he said I could make money; I've met lots of homeless people on the street. You're so young- and men will love you honey, I ran because I did not like his wicked smiling; I met a man and he said I could make money. The choir and praying is dim and I am sleeping, And as I sleep my young life flies up to heaven; I ran because I did not like his wicked smiling, The janitor finds me when he is sweeping, It is warm and cozy and I soon fall asleep; And as I sleep my young life flies up to heaven, Were they really that mean to me- no I weep. ______________________________ October 26, 2016 Terzanelle x 2
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