Paula Goldsmith Poet Free verse

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........

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Caren Krutsinger February 8, 2021 at 10:02 PM Some have started out in the trash, no idea how anyone can do it. So thank you for addressing these little ones. Paula Goldsmith February 9, 2021 at 1:30 PM Thank You, for reading and for writing. It is a sad thing. Enjoy your day blessings...............

Evelyn Judy Buehler February 5, 2021 at 10:21 PM Children are our treasure and our joy. They should all be cherished. I loved the ending to this stirring poem, Paula. Paula Goldsmith February 6, 2021 at 6:28 AM Thanks for writing. You are so right when you say, "Children are our treasure and our joy. They should all be cherished." Glad you like the way I ended it. Have a wonderful and blessed day/weekend...............

Vijay Pandit February 5, 2021 at 11:44 AM Certainly tugs the heart to hear the voice of a child.. aching. Emotive write, Paula. Paula Goldsmith February 5, 2021 at 12:53 PM Thanks for writing. Glad you like this. Yes, it was an emotional write even if it is not true and just a write. Enjoy your day/weekend with blessings...............

Andrea Dietrich February 4, 2021 at 1:42 PM this DOES happen to some poor babies with stupid mothers. The least they could do is leave them at a church or legally put for adoption. Well done for the contest. Paula Goldsmith February 5, 2021 at 12:50 PM Thanks for writing. Glad you like this one. Yes, you are so right, "leave them at a church or legally put for adoption." Enjoy your day/weekend with blessings............

Robert Pettit February 4, 2021 at 12:00 PM Reminds me a little of the hit song "Love Child" by the Supremes. Good write! Paula Goldsmith February 4, 2021 at 12:54 PM Thanks for writing. Glad you like this one. "Love Child" is a good song. Enjoy your day with blessings............

JC Brul February 3, 2021 at 3:42 PM Such an emotive piece that most of us can correlate. Nicely-penned Paula.Best wishes in the contest.. Paula Goldsmith February 4, 2021 at 12:53 PM Thanks for writing and for your best wishes in the contest. Glad you like this write. Enjoy your day with blessings............

Rama Balasubramanian February 3, 2021 at 3:40 AM Why and how can anybody put someone in trash. Great write on harsh reality of life. Sad but true. Ending superb. Hardship make you emphatic. All the best for contest Paula Goldsmith February 3, 2021 at 7:11 AM Thanks for writing, for your kind words and best wishes for contest. Yes, so sad but true. Life can be cruel. Not A True Story, Just A Write. Have a blessed day writing away..............

Kim Rodrigues February 2, 2021 at 7:42 PM A sad way to start a life. The treasure found in the trash... Paula Goldsmith February 3, 2021 at 7:03 AM Thanks for writing. Yes, a sad and hard way to start a life. Have a blessed day writing away.........

Heidi Sands February 2, 2021 at 1:45 PM A poem that can make anyone think deeply about such incidents. So sad and compelling. Well done :) Paula Goldsmith February 3, 2021 at 7:00 AM Thanks for writing. Yes, so sad and compelling. Have a blessed day writing away............................

Anne-Lise Andresen February 2, 2021 at 1:06 PM - I have heard several such stories from reality ... it is heartbreaking to think about, Paula - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Paula Goldsmith February 3, 2021 at 6:58 AM Thanks for writing. Yes, so sad and heartbreaking. Have a blessed day writing away with hugs..............

Jo Chamberlain February 2, 2021 at 1:03 PM Sadly something I can relate to, being in care & homeless as child. You done your poem justice. I enjoyed the read. Joanna Paula Goldsmith February 3, 2021 at 6:57 AM Thanks for writing and for your kind words. Glad you enjoyed this write. Have a blessed day writing away..............

Tom Cunningham February 2, 2021 at 12:42 PM Sadly a story you often hear about Paula, hope you are well and good luck in the contest. Tom Paula Goldsmith February 2, 2021 at 12:51 PM Thanks for writing and for your good luck. I am blessed. Hope you are safe and OK. Have a blessed day writing away..............