A Little Light To Shine
In the shallow mist of morning
On a dim and dowdy street
A child with a hunger
Has a moldy bite to eat
A dirty-double dumpster
Is a desperate dive indeed
For a sad and sorry youngster
With an empty place to feed
He doesn't mind that hunger
Is an ever-present nag
He only knows that dinner
Is a meal in a bag
Nobody sees the child flee
To seek a hiding place
The shadowland of pain and fear
That hollows out a face
You just may catch a glimpse of him
Or see him watching you
But still you keep on walking
In the manner that you do
The mom or dad who made him
May have driven him away
But do they care and wonder
Where the child is today
As twilight calls uncertainty
Is creeping like the frost
A desperate search for shelter falls
On someone who is lost
Our anguish will not feed him
Nor the kindly word or line
But someone who will need him
With a little light to shine.
"Shine" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Written and submitted on April 12, 2021
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