It’s cold
It’s freezing
He’s homeless
Where is he?
Under stairs?
In buildings?
Does it matter?
When your son
chooses
to not seek help
What can you do?
Except think
It’s cold
It’s freezing
I hope
you find
shelter
Loly M.
March 25, 2014
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The anguish of a parent. Even though he has chosen this life and has proven to be a survivor, it still cannot assuage the worry a mother feels for her son – no matter where he is, no matter how old he gets.
No it cannot. All I can do is think and wonder about his situation.