Maria Hamrick Poet ABC

Children of the Streets

HEAR LAUGHTER,NOT IN THE STREET
                           YOUNG TO OLD LIVING DAY TO DAY.
                         HEAR THEM TALKING AND LOOKING 
                          AS WE PASS THEM BY EVERYDAY.
                           HOW I WISH I COULD OR MAYBE
                                 GET A HUG OR A SMILE?
                                              YOUNG TO OLDER,
                                              DAY TO DAY ,
                                            AS WE PASS
                                      REMINDED THAT I AM
                                     THE CHILDREN OF THE STREETS.

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Seren Roberts January 19, 2013 at 3:36 AM Lovely words and written ....Seren

Joann Grisetti July 16, 2012 at 8:48 AM Good poem. I am glad to be able to read your work today.