I'm the bed that they lie on.
The blanket that,
keeps them warm.
I can be their home,
and with me they roam.
Tired, hungry and cold,
this is how they live.
Loose change,
is it to much for us to give?
Don't judge them,
you don't know their lives.
Just a cardboard box?
No, I help them to survive.
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I had a little premonition you would write something like this! Weird huh? Haha well done, very poignant 💚
@naaviie you know me too well lol thank you hun I was going to write about a kitten my dad bought me when I was little and it came home in a cardboard box but then I read heatherAnnes but this is more me ☺😘
Hehehe 😘 I think you made a good choice, this has feeling and depth, plus a unique perspective - and good formatting! Ok I'll shut up now! 😜
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