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Winter winds rattle window panes; yet no one there ever complains. And shadows on candlelit walls flicker as the flame flares and falls. A blanket with a stitched-up hole; substitutes for a warm bedroll. And while it supplies meager heat, a kerosene heater's a treat. Money is as scarce as kind words for two impoverished lovebirds. And though the hope stored in their hearts may dwindle, it never departs. Poverty threatens every breath, in this saga of life and death. Hugs that help them escape their pain are all that is keeping them sane. Social Security's a joke; hung around their necks like a yoke. These folks are hard-pressed to exist; and yet, no one wants to assist. Their needs are small, but death lurks near, living in the shadow of fear. Yet, their love is what gets them through; thanking God for each day anew. When we let the wealthy decide, those without funds get swept aside. But the rich vow to fix this wrong; let us pray that we live that long.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/19/2018 10:11:00 PM
Awesome descriptive prowess, Emile. Well done.
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Emile Pinet
Date: 3/20/2018 9:15:00 AM
Thanks Line, your continued support is truly appreciated my friend, Emile.
Date: 10/1/2017 2:51:00 PM
such a compassionate, tender imprint for the less privileged, emile... keep the faith..huggs
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Emile Pinet
Date: 10/1/2017 6:13:00 PM
Thanks Nette, your comments and support are most welcome my friend, Emile.

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