25th May 2015

With all his worldly goods
In his trolley he would push
Walking along to who knows where
Not in any rush.

Where will his bed be this night
Where might he lay his head
a shop doorway, a cardboard box
Or a soft comfy bed.

Who would look as he walked along
With his worldly goods in tow
Who would care, who would notice
Who would Know.

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