Category : Poems

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It's too cold outside, 

 For those who don't have

  A place called home,

  And me, inside this warm house,

 I feel lucky to have a roof over my head. 
  Winter brings snowflakes to all cities,

 The wind brings the cold inside,

  Inside the hearts of many people,

 Who can help but are selfish.
Many people are hungry,

 I feel lucky to have food on the table.

It's too cold outside, 

 Winter brings snowflakes to all cities.