A Life

• Carley Gaudion, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2007

The page of the local news paper
keeps me warm
i haven't eaten
from dusk till dawn
my bones are weak
from living on the street
i have no home
family
or phone
i can't see a doctor
to make me better
and some days
could it get any wetter
i busk on the street
but it's a dangours place
most of the poeple laugh at my face
cuts and scrapes all over the place
but it's a life
and it may not be great
but i'll get through it
just you wait!