This poem was written by jml10 for, and recited by him at, the Homelessness Sunday Service at St Andrew’s Church, Chippenham, on Sunday January 30th 2011.
When I didn’t know who I was anymore,
Couldn’t tell why I was living anymore,
Life was full of knocking, but I couldn’t find the door.
Keep on staring straight ahead.
How long can you keep on with no roof, no bed?
Stumble onward ‘til you find a hedge
to last the night?
Until Doorway puts its sign outside;
a place of warmth and comfort
for the homeless. To provide
a helping hand, a guiding step,
a human smile of welcome.
Where people are happy to
know you for who you are
not for what you have become.
Thursday afternoons are a treat,
a chance to unwind, have some
fun, and there’s always plenty to eat;
an opportunity to regain a sense
of the finer things in life
things that keep us running to the light.
And to keep us running
there’s football Monday night,
to put a spring into our step and
light upon our feet.
Doorway was there to help me
when I thought all hope had gone
and continues to support me
and keep me moving on.
So, thank you for all your good company,
staff and volunteers,
and thanks for looking after me
over these past few years.
There’s a place for all at Doorway,
and in my heart you’ll always be,
because if there wasn’t a place called Doorway-
there’d be no place for me!