Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Reach

A homeless man looks funny
I surely won't admit it
I see him holding cardboard up
and say he's blessed to fit it

But really say a God to bless
what poverty is to money
Might be the same as saying what
his teeth are out to funny

And know he hasn't brushed awhile
and know he loves his liquor
But maybe drinks know God above
and laugh at him for quicker

So say that funny is the sky
where art reveals all
And know that Heaven has a place
that labels beer and all

So maybe spirits are a cause
for funny men to speak
Through missing teeth and lost for each
when hope seeks God for reach

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Beata Agustin May 23, 2024 at 1:39 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.