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The Homless Man

The Homeless Man When the wind blows off the water With it’s icy reminder that it’s growing late H puts his head down, pulls his scarf tighter And once again pondered his fate. It seems he thinks more clearly When out where the elements rule They have no respect for his trials They know how daily life can be cruel. The leaves are dancing beside him The dust swirls in some modern dance He wants to take part in the movement Consider giving life one more chance. He’s had constant daily rejections But some how he’s coped with defeat He still clings to a hope for tomorrow This new dawn he reluctantly greets.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/26/2008 3:29:00 PM
Thank you for your lovely kind message. I did manage to post just the one poem very early this morning "Tailored words", but have otherwise had a busy day. I was going to try to write again before going to sleep, but I think I am too tired now. Wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving. Love, Nigel
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