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The Vagrant-Autumn

In the prime of his life yet with just a wasted frame
Clad in tattered clothing but he was long immune to shame
Unruffled he would sit while passing pedestrians stared
Munching on a stale loaf, which another tramp had shared
He worried not the morrow; bright sun or lashing rain
But deep was his sorrow if his begging had been in vain

He heard the whippoorwill call as day gave way to night
The shadows lost in darkness, kindled a little fright
His days close to winter, his fate hung in the twilight

The rain came down in torrents, hid the tears in his eyes
While mud stuck to his boots as lightning lit up the skies
Sadly he plodded on, his destination unknown
His way having been lost as autumn's temper was shown
Luckily, he found shelter; a shed with new mown hay
Then spent a night in hunger; not having ate that day

Now winter teased autumn with an early fall of snow
A puddle showed his image, sickly and getting old
In the winter of his days, and yet no place to go

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Comments (15)

While mud stuck to his boots as lightning lit up the skies' 'His way having been lost as autumn's temper was shown' 'Now winter teased autumn with an early fall of snow In the winter of his days, and yet no place to go' Touched by this poem, particularly the lines above. Beautiful melancholy. Favorite list with a 10+
Beautifully crafted poem! Loved reading it....Thanks for sharing.....10
Heart wrenching poem that reiterates the harsh stark reality of many homeless in the world. I felt the sadness and hopelessness of this poor man struggle acutely 10+
Congratulations my friend for this touching poem chosen as the poem of the day! A well deserved honor!
This one went straight to the heart. We see homeless people every day and never give it a thought. Well written. Thanks for sharing.
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