Daniel Cheeseman Poet Rhyme

Holes In Reality

Holes in my socks, holes in my shoes
Holes in my day and nothing to lose
Holes in my dreams and nowhere to go
Holes in my future and nothing to show

Holes in my pocket no money to place
Holes in the hat that covers my face
Holes in the road the hills are so steep
Holes in the cardboard I shiver in sleep

Holes in my faith so lost and forlorn
Hole in the promise that never was born
Hole in the churchyard, carries no name
Holes in the truth that puts me to shame

The Streets of London will be cold for 
some this Christmas.

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Debbie Guzzi November 27, 2012 at 3:04 PM Come back and write for us again, I miss your wit! Light & Love

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 20, 2010 at 7:07 PM So sad for the homeless at this time ..at any time of year.. we have many here in my area in the poor sections of town and it is frightening to learn many of them used to be upstanding citizens but due to job loss and house loss have no choice but to live on the street.. how disheartening...yet your words relay the truth of this matter Daniel in a tender way my friend.. enjoyed with lluv..