I live in the cold
and though my story’s untold
no one wants to know
who I am
Possessions all mine
are all in a line
they easily
fit in a box
I ramble I roam
I scramble no home
mostly to avoid
the cold
I wish you well as you gaze at my shell
indeed warmth I do seek
From the outside
you see
a dirty
old me
On your eyes
you rely
here’s my pact
there is more to me
and that’s a fact
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
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beautiful as I drive to and from work I often see homeless and it breaks my heart I say a prayer …but for thr grace of God go I.. hugs Grandma Scott
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The title, image, and poetry present an empathetic social commentary. (Also well done recent posts) Thanks
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Adam I always feel honored by your comments. Hope you are having a gr8 week. I wish we didn’t have homeless people to write about
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Awesome video! I honestly wethcad it at first to see if you really were homeless! I couldn’t imagine someone like you, especially with the way you grew up, being homeless! But I have to say that a few minutes into the video I was enthralled with your message and the person you are!
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Hey, Moon-Girl…this is SO well-written and SO appropriate, especially as winter gears up and rears up from its hemispheric vacation.
What were those words: “What you do for those least, you do to Me?” Photo truly describes reality.
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Thanks – yes we need to kneel to the least 🙂
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You point so clearly to the untold stories of so many people…stories that should be told…but since few are willing to listen why tell them seems to be the position taken by society….well done my friend.
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some rich one if we could just…
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Leslie, such a kind tribute you’ve written on behalf of these people. Quite some time ago I was walking along some streets in Northampton, MA. if anyone knows anything of it, it is loaded with art/cafes/amateur musicians etc. full of culture, but I was there at night, and the feel was not as hopping, but scattered with young people of great talent trying to sell their art to make a few bucks, or musicians playing with a can for donations. The hardest thing to see at that time for me was an elderly woman, with her cart of clothes etc. asking for change. Which I gave her everything in my pockets. It literally brought me to tears thinking of my grandmother/at the time she was home waiting on me, because she had me to wait on.
I was sort of disgusted that these aging people were out there with no one, and wished our country would do something about it. I still get that same feeling, anytime I see anything pertaining to it, saddened, and a bit angry at why. It is a shame, to me an even greater shame for the ones to young (runaways) to get proper jobs, (and the older, that should be placed on some form of Social Security (too old/fragile to work)
Incredible writing Leslie! Deeply concerning…. ~April *hugs
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Thanks sweetie – there are some personal reasons
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I apepacirte you taking to time to contribute That’s very helpful.
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I\’m impressed you should think of something like that
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there is more to me
than meets the eye …love this
and so true. in chuch and due to the work of my husband, we met some of this people and they all have a story and they all had and have their dreams and hopes. you captured this well leslie. hope you’re having a great weekend
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there are soo many needing a smile of compassion
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