When I stare into the crowd
I feel a pain so low
The uselessness I bear
Keeps me away from the glow
Walking around just to keep
warm during the day.
People so hostile saying get out of my way.
As night time approaches, we huggle up in the cold.
In some damp subway making me feel so old.
Rats keep us company their whispers filling the night.
Continuing for hours until the morning light.
Awakened forcefully to another dreaded day.
Picking up my belongings and being told to go on my way.
Hunger fills my soul with regrets from the past.
I really don't know how long I can last.
Carrying life's possessions all in my hands
Walking with no directions along this cruel land.
One of these days I may find my way again.
Until that time arrives, my soul will bear the pain.
It was the perfect night for a Christmas slumber party.
The twins had not seen each other for two years.
They ate homemade sugar cookies, and drank hot chocolate.
Their pajamas were so happy they cried real tears.
They could not stop hugging each other, excited for sure.
They turned off the TV sets, and settled down for a snuggle.
The laughter that came out of them was wholesome and pure.
They ended up giving each other a giant love huggle.
Let’s never our visits get two years apart again said one twin.
Her sister snuggled up close and whispered “never.”
This was their last visit, as one got bone cancer, a sin.
But at least they had this to remember forever and ever.
The snow at last has come
Although it’s only just begun
It's once again time to snuggle up at home
I do though like the winter wonderland
As there is no more time to plan
It’s therefore time to just huggle up
Until springs next sun up
Cuddles, cuddles everywhere
Until the next New Year
Such a lovely time to be
Sleeping so peacefully
As I am just like a bear
So please just leave me dreaming here
DAMO
we are two little goody two shoes
eating our yummy good dog chews
we sit and stand , when asked by Laura Loo
you should have a doggie to pat when your blue
to snuggle and huggle close to you, too.
Photo 1 used
penned 19 March 2016
i'm going to the moon tonight
in a boat with big white sails
and you can come too if you want too
just the two of us
in a boat with big white sails
going to the moon
we'll sit real close and huggle to keep warm
and i'll sing for you if you want me too
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