Poor House

In the shadow of despair, a humble place,

The poor house stands with dignity and grace.

A refuge for those who've known hard times,

A shelter from life's darkest climes.

With open doors and caring hearts,

It offers solace as the day departs.

Though meagre in means, it's rich in care,

For those who find themselves dwelling there.

In unity, they face the storm,

Finding hope and love in this transformed norm.

A haven for the struggling and lost,

A reminder of the true human cost.

Yet in this poor house, there's a sense of grace,

A community bound in a tight embrace.

In each other, they find the strength to cope,

In the simple beauty of a humble, caring home.