I like to wake each morn
With a smile on my face
Ever so grateful
I've my own place,
I feel for those
Who live on the street
No place to call home
Barely enough to eat,
So try do for them
What ever I can
This is not easy
When I'm but one man,
If they gave up the "wet"
Stop shooting fentanyl
They'd pick themselves up
Whenever they fall,
So after my thoughts
Have passed them
A smile comes
To my face again.
Wake each morn
With a big smile
It'll make your day
Improve your style.
JJSweets 30Oct19
18:36 hrs
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