$1.59
Snowflakes fall, winter's song
Wind howls, people pass along
The homeless gather, seeking heat
With frozen hands and tired feet
A small café, with warmth inside
Provides a place where they can hide
From the bitter cold of the street
Where they can rest their weary feet
They come from all walks of life
Men and women, once with strife
But now they're all the same
Hoping for a chance to change
They huddle close, to share the heat
Their eyes fixed on their empty feet
With ragged clothes, and little food
Surviving, but in a somber mood
The café owner, with a kind heart
Offers them a meal, a fresh start
They sit and eat, grateful and warm
A moment to forget the storm
The city sleeps, as they stay awake
In the café, their spirits awake
Tales of old, and dreams to come
Stories of a life undone
With each other, they find strength
In the warmth, they forget the length
Of the night, and the cold outside
They are alive, with nothing to hide
As morning comes, they say goodbye
With a nod, a tear, and a sigh
They walk back, to their lonely life
But with hope, and without strife
$1.59, a price too small
For a moment, to forget it all
But for them, it's a world away
A place of hope, if just for a day.
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