Wednesday, 5 June 2013

The Vagabonds:

In a land where people are polite
and the air is pure

I met the Vagabonds
the homeless travellers

I liked the Vagabonds
so I stayed a while alongside them

although I am one alone
I was happy for honest company

at night we would drink hot tea 
by the light of the stove

and they would talk well into the night
while I slept in my blanket

sometimes it is good
to have other people on gaurd

they kept watch and I slept 
safe and sound

and we linked arms 
and were family

us homeless and ragged
poor and desparate people

It was sad to leave them 
when I was called to Sanctuary

but they are in my heart 
always.

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