A pile of brittle dry leaves
Was often your bed
No soft downy pillow
To gently lay your head
Such a sad way to live
It was my brothers fate
I didn't find out
Till it was much too late
Your meals from a dumpster
You suffered alone
While you struggled in life
Your dreams had gone
No walls to protect you
From Winter's cold wind
Just bittersweet memories
Of what could have been
It hurts so much
That you were living this way
We'd somehow lost touch
As the years slipped away
A tired, homeless man
With no where to go
I'm so sorry, dear brother
But I didn't know....
(C) Linda Hill 2012
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"It hurts so much
That you were living this way
We'd somehow lost touch
As the years slipped away
A tired, homeless man
With no where to go
I'm so sorry, dear brother
But I didn't know...."
Yes, many of us just don't know. That is why I support a homeless ministry. Sometimes I will not know how to help them, but God does.
Peace, love and blessings,
John Michael Domino
Karla.
Circumstances--Truly It Is Still Sad!
BILLION$ US.Gov Collects In TAXE$
From Poor$--They Could Care Less--
They Don't Have Pay$ Out Social Security
Or Other Benefits--US.Gov-Big Brother=
GREED MONGERING POLITICIAN$
(Want $ All To Themselve$)Want Us
All Dead!
Your Friend,TRASK
Ron
Hugs,
Anna
He must have been a very strong soul
to survive. I am sure pride was in
the way of letting others know Linda.
All of us suffer from pride to a degree
Refusing to take help from another and
mostly family. For whatever our reasons
we never want to appear a failure in
the ability to take care of ourselves.
But as Karen said, there was a happy ending.
Love and Light
Lily
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn.
Thanks for sharing.
Heart breaking with a rare happy ending.
John