Winter Coats
..and in some lonely doorway
lay the homeless,
huddled together to share some
little warmth
but
it'll be
'ice cold in Alex..'
before they can relax,
it's chilly out there
they bear it well
it
must be hell though.
Copyright © John Smallshaw | Year Posted 2018
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