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I live on the streets that’s me

No home to call my own

I play hide and seek

That make’s my life bleak

No warm clothes to wear

And no-one to share

Life is so cheap

I steal food to eat

I live on the street

With nothing to eat

I see people spending money

But I have none

I cannot buy presents

Santa won’t be visiting me

My family pass by

But they do not see

The misery

I endure

They are so happy

I am so sad

I live on the street

With nothing to eat.

Thomas Sims

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

5 responses

  1. I don’t expect your full attention, but if you can spare a few minutes to visit my campaign page and circulate it to anyone you think can help me I would be truly grateful. Thank you so very much.



  2. A very important reminder for those getting caught up in the “holiday spirit.” Life isn’t about a new gadget that will be obsolete in 6 months, but the human connections we make and the lives that we touch.


  3. well written and said


  4. Very Sad..We all have our breaking points. Happy Thanks giving and Merry Xmas to you to you all…..


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