Love Poem: Homeless Holidays
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Written by: Craig Cornish

Homeless Holidays

The icicles that grow for years
and slowly cry then drop and die
in liquid pools of frozen tears.

The pain that builds within a lie;
lives that wait for want of love
and slowly cry then drop and die.

Prayers for kind hearts undreamt of
in a world of cold despair;
lives that wait for want of love.

No shelter from the winter air -
longing for a warm embrace
in a world of cold despair.

Where they're gone without a trace,
hopes that freeze before they drip,
longing for a warm embrace.

From this world they gladly slip -
the icicles that grow for years;
hopes that freeze before they drip
in liquid pools of frozen tears.