Smile
The thing is,
Many take clothes and a roof over their head for granted
We all think,
That hanging out with bros and expensive shoe around our toes are granted
Many struggle,
No warmth, no money, and not enough food to eat
The problem is,
Eviction, conviction, and no job stay awake
Some say,
That poor man, but helping isn't my job.
Sometimes,
All they even need is a smile
They go,
Unnoticed, unloved, unhappy
The least you can do is,
give a sandwich, donate a few dollars
Or even,
Donate a smile to those who need it most
Copyright © Erik Doolittle | Year Posted 2022
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