Shaylen's Poem Picture

Where the Homeless Meet

I lost my house today,

And now I'm on the street.

The only comfort I could find today,

Is the shelter were the homeless meet.

The walls are cracked, and cold, and wet,

There is sadness and tears but also hope.

I was touched by the kindness of the people I've met,

I made a home and family here,

But it's still no way to live.

We look for jobs, food, and warmth, 

But we still need the help that some people give,

To help us find a new home.

But until that day we live on the street,

And return at night where the homeless meet.

By: Michael, Alice, and Shaylen