The Homeless Angels

Down on their luck

Life never easy

Days take forever

Nights totally empty

Huddled in corners

On streets that are mean

Having no memory

Of the last time they were clean

Hungry and cold

Often living in fear

At times believing

Their end is quite near

Sure they're the homeless

But there are days they have hope

Knowing the angels will come

And help them to cope

Clothing and shoes

Blankets and food

Given them freely

Brightening their mood

The Homeless Angels of Lansing

Reaching into Detroit and to Flint

Helping these folks who are broken

Offering more than a splint

It's not a hand out

More like a hand up

Removing the void

While filling their cup