For Jason 06/30/05A Poem by jane7zDeals with homelessnessSparrow, sparrow don't fly away you are a testiment of survival small-wee as an index finger you scatter here and there in the city Where is your home? Do you come in from the country and visit Thrill trips dodge cars and cats and other dangers or is your home in the middle of a metropolis? picking up scraps as you go We build skyscrapers up around you buses, taxis and pedestians hurrying about You flit around so tiny but till there pecking at bits of food Do you know the Father sees you He sees everything that befalls you.
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Added on December 6, 2013 Last Updated on December 6, 2013 Authorjane7zDenver, COAboutI enjoy writing especially poetry as it allows to express the essence of who I am and my experiences in a very creative way whether it's considered "good" or "bad." In the last years of writing I have.. more..Writing
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