Decided on Free Verse

Winter shows its beauty

Snow and frost shine

But its cold bite

Drains the soul

And makes the body

Wish for warmer climes.


People in doorways, sitting in the rain

With not a penny to their name,

Makes me know

I’m lucky to have a roof

Over my head, food and a warm bed.


Always have love in your heart,

To show that you care,

Lonely, sad and the unclean

Don’t want your pity

Only the recognition of their suffering

Will satisfy.

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