As I walk towards the light I gaze upon time gone by. I rememberthe perfect angels in my life, placed intricately to help me find my way home. In this moment I bow to all the actors in the divine play called life. You are in my heart forever,without you heaven could not be so close at hand .I cry a little, smile a little, mostly I love.
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
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