“Unemployed in the City”

Crowded streets,

decorated windows.

Foot tracks in the snow,

city lights mark your way.

Wallets full,

shopping for gifts.

Cold wind,

chilled wanderer.

Hopeful dreamer,

empty wallet.

People passing,

frozen tears.

Christmas arriving,

stars on trees.

Children laughing,

he closes his eyes.

Why me?

He sighs.

Unemployed in the city,

frost bitten.


About Bruce in the City

I have been writing my blog since 2010. I was inspired to do so after enjoying an amazing meal with some friends of mine here in Toronto. I decided to tell everyone about my great night and the fabulous restaurant I went to and shazam my blog was born!
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