SIMPLE JOYS.

At a time of caring, remember those
Who struggle with basics, that pose
Problems of survival, day after day
For treats and luxuries, unable to pay

Their hope is to be, warm and fed
Unseen problem, cause worry-dread
If it happens often, they go to ground
Rarely help is offered, no joy is found

For some it's constant, as daily life sends
A constant survival battle, without a friend
To share the bad times, when they need support
Not always Simple Joys, can with money be bought
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
Pride means many hide their needs......but a caring person sees and understands

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