homeless alcoholic


He walked the streets – his head hung low With no place that he could go. Being homeless is a crying shame And he had just himself to blame He had a house , a family too and he Turned his bac…

Source: homeless alcoholic

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About poetlou

i am known as the story telling poet and my poems are in rhyme and verse. i write about all subject matter. i am also on poemhunter.con with over 700 poems listed and on five other sites. i have written a " hope series" with thirteen stories which i think is of interest, and i will post the first one and if you like it , i will then post the others. ENJOY THE READS
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