• Its Poverty
    The heartless
    no dearest one
    to come
    nor to comfort
    Neither child up
    excited and attitude
    that's facetious
    The days vanished
    and passed like wind,
    slowly beginning to
    ascend in heart
    and affection
    They love
    and
    worry at none
    no more
    but only to be
    happy the poverty
    ended to all