martunia99
04-21-2012, 12:28 PM
A man on the street
Sitting on the cold ground,
Thinking of his past,
His old home,family and good times he once had.
Now he is sad and lonely,
Trying to get his life back,
Hoping a nice person will put money in his hand.
The weather is not improving,
And neither is his health,
In the cold it is not easy for him to live.
The rain was pouring down,
Again he slept outside,
His only shelter an oak tree in the park.
But maybe one lucky day,
Something good might happen,
A charity might take him of the streets and save him from the darkness.
Homelessness in child's eyes
My mum lost her job,
My dad was always drunk,
It was really no surprise,
When we were thrown out of our house.
The B and B was cosy,
But it was nothing like our home,
I missed my toys and friends,
Longing for the warmth of the fire.
Now we live at my granny's house,
She's very nice to us,
But I'm not sure how long we can stay here,
I hope my life get's back on track.
( My class is working on a homelessness project and we had to write these. I was just wondering if these two poems are good, I'm more a story writer but they were quite fun to write.)
Sitting on the cold ground,
Thinking of his past,
His old home,family and good times he once had.
Now he is sad and lonely,
Trying to get his life back,
Hoping a nice person will put money in his hand.
The weather is not improving,
And neither is his health,
In the cold it is not easy for him to live.
The rain was pouring down,
Again he slept outside,
His only shelter an oak tree in the park.
But maybe one lucky day,
Something good might happen,
A charity might take him of the streets and save him from the darkness.
Homelessness in child's eyes
My mum lost her job,
My dad was always drunk,
It was really no surprise,
When we were thrown out of our house.
The B and B was cosy,
But it was nothing like our home,
I missed my toys and friends,
Longing for the warmth of the fire.
Now we live at my granny's house,
She's very nice to us,
But I'm not sure how long we can stay here,
I hope my life get's back on track.
( My class is working on a homelessness project and we had to write these. I was just wondering if these two poems are good, I'm more a story writer but they were quite fun to write.)