She walks down the street
With no place to go
No coat on her back
And her shoes filled with snow
Her tattered clothes
Can’t keep her warm
She needs a place to stay
Until the morn
She asks a man
Along the way
If he knows of a shelter
Where she can stay
He looks at her
With a sigh
And shakes his head
As he walks by
She hangs her head
In sorrowful shame
For she knows
He’s not to blame
For her misfortune
For her despair
It wasn’t his fault
Why should he care
She goes into the alley
To get away from the breeze
Then covers herself with boxes
So she won’t freeze
It’s just another cold
Wintry night
That she’ll sleep outside
Till morning light
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