Homeless One

I wrote this in less than 1 minute. My son was homeless, he was stealing for drugs and I couldn't let him live at home. The hardest thing I ever did and could not do it again.

                                

My heart bleeds

who feeds?

the homeless one

when the day is done.

Where does he lie?

I say with a sigh.

I love him so,

I'm not the foe.

Am I right?

No end in sight.

I pray for him,

future looks dim.

God, oversee

please, for me.....

Author's Note

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Reviews

[J.A. Marquez]

This is very powerful. I heard the hurt and the prayer when I read it. It's a difficult situation to be in, and you are strong for making it through. Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

[bscribbler]

Thank you, it was a horrible time. My son is doing better, but i could never kick any of my kids out again. It put more stress on me than dealing with him and his stealing. Thanx again