Holly Moore Poet Nonet

Lost Children

Lost
Children
Dirt abound
Swollen bellies
The ground for sleeping
They need food and water
Asking for money to help
Nameless faces on the telly
Only one call needed to begin.

©Holly P. Moore
   December 2012

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Lucilla Carrillo December 12, 2012 at 2:50 PM Holly; This is so true There are lots of hungry children out there. So much food is thrown, or wasted here. I always help whenever I can. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

Richard Palmer December 11, 2012 at 5:52 AM love your mind,call if you can help,you can save a life,great write Holly

Anne-Lise Andresen December 11, 2012 at 4:04 AM Sad ........ and we have large tables with Christmas food ...... A touching but good poems Holly. - Big hug from Anne-Lise :)

David Williams December 11, 2012 at 1:03 AM Holly yep it's a cruel fact of life, heartbreaking to see them....well done...David