Nichola Courtney Poet Narrative

Homeless Woman

There she sits,
Empty cup, head in hands,
She does not have selfish demands,
She wants for nothing rash or bland,
She simply wants a place to live,
Somone to give her the love she's never had,
She knows how it feels to be cold and alone,
She does not know the heat of a warm home,
A loving hand, she'll never touch,
Care is all she asks for,
Is that too much?

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