Mondays with Michael – Coldest Night Of My Life

I am shivering as I read Michael’s latest. I do remember cold nights like this as a young teenage runaway. So happy that like Michael, I can say I no longer have to live on the streets if I don’t want to.  There are many who have not yet aquired a good home and a clear concience. So be grateful for all your blessings and all you have learned today…and…Stay Blissful my Friends. – E


I remember when I was homeless out on the street.

Never money for food, but I’d always find a way to drink.

What a way to live, so so selfish, nothing to give.

At this point in my life I didn’t care if I lived.

How far down the scale I had gone.

Every decision I have made has gone so wrong.

One morning I woke up covered in snow.

I was shivering, I was freezing, as the wind blowed,

My teeth chattered, I was ready to die.

I didn’t care anymore, my life was shattered.

The night before I was in the bar.

Running up a tab on someone else’s card.

I was so drunk they wouldn’t let me in the shelter.

That was the coldest night of my life in the Colorado weather…

Never Give Up…
Live 2 Love…

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