Thin
skeletal
man,
Sleeps
on the
footpath,
Wearing
ragged
clothes,
Shivering
on a
winter day,
A child
comes
running,
With a
violet
blanket,
Covers
the man
then leaves,
The man
smiles in relief,
For some
time,
Life is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
YOU ARE READING
A Book Of Poems
PoetryI will be uploading poems here whenever I write one. As always, Constructed critisism is welcomed. Enjoy!
