Roam: For the homeless woman on Swanston Street

Give up your days of roam
Find and settle a quiet home
For the cold of the night
Has a sharp toothed bite
The cough and drip
Will end your trip
To the infirmary with the nuns
And to visit none will come
Until you find your happy home
Until you give to others some
of yours To give a little
To receive without asking
To bake in the morning tasks
Time that you enjoy
Love to be in employ
Live that you may give
what you freely receive
Truth shall set you free
Do not be deceived
You shall be yours and Gods
He will smile and agree
His grace let's you free
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