Bugs And People Poem by Donal Mahoney

Bugs And People



No season of the year is best
for being homeless though
autumn warns the worst is near

and those who sleep in doorways
want to learn their options as to where
it might be best to spend the winter while

those who spend summer in the garden
sneak under doors and over transoms.
Folks step on bugs indoors and bring

their winter needs for shelter to an end.
This time of year before the holidays,
folks with roofs are toasty while

homeless bugs and people aren’t
although it’s true that fewer bugs
have to live outside all winter.

Thursday, October 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bugs,homelessness,people,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Liza Sudina 15 October 2015

those who spend summer in the garden sneak under doors and over transoms. - beautiful phrase! enchanted me! poem with social meaning! makes me feel shame - I don't know why... cause I don't help them...whom you call bugs..

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