My Trash Can Home
Why was I put in the trash, unloved and unwanted. Were you young,
unloved yourself.
A life to live among the garbage, with just a rag as a blanket. Wet and cold I did lay,
hoping for a brighter day. A small life found, a small life not forgotten. A life to grow, a life to be loved. Why was I put in the trash, I will never know. What has this taught me, to love myself and others everyday.
Date Written: 2/2/2021 Break My Heart, Why Don't Cha Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
NOTE: Not A True Story, Just A Write........
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
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