Gentle Touch!

Just the slightest gentle touch and she knew

here was somebody who could be trusted

feeling so safe with that knowing glance

did no longer feel alone or afraid

she sat in the street begging for money

when the woman came to her and spoke

in such a kind way offering some support!

 

Lost her home had got into such a lot of debt

could not afford to be in rental accommodation

soon was living on the cold lonely streets

had few friends to turn to for any hope

to stay under their roofs on a settee

found it frightening to be out there all alone

spiraling downwards not knowing what to do

struggling to buy food as depression grew!

 

But out of the blue as she sat there desperate

like an angel the figure did appear

from a local church offered her that hope

spoke gently and said she could give shelter

taking her off the unfriendly streets of strife

giving at last a new chance of a better life!

 

Now in her own flat with a sense of achievement

she really felt it was heaven sent!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.