Forgotten 

If you have no home,
do what you can for your next meal,
home is a place of discomfort,
in a state of survival,
feelings muted from the child you used to be,
who may have looked at holidays with hope and wonder,
as an adult left to flounder,
know this daughter of humanity wishes you love and comfort.

Emily©

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