Home

Cold pavements and newspaper blankets rustle

Slowly through empty bottle eased into slumber

And restless under open skies he once more returns home

To open arms and child’s delights he runs and tear streaked cheeks welcome kisses

And she stands with smile and love and watches

She sees the man that he once was

Yet with dawn with dread he wakes once more

And packs away and moves along again

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