Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Flame of Hope.

I see him sitting there, shivering cold

Not knowing what his future will hold.

All he can think of is his need to eat.


In his eyes, I see a flickering flame

Everyday he finds new ways to cope

Despite it all, he still has hope

Still, he lives with this overwhelming shame.

For all that I have, I feel that I could share

And I take his hands and hold them tight

I let him know it will all be alright

With one act of love, I can show I care

His once begging lips will beg no longer

For I will take him away and make him stronger.

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