Alone in the road <br />there stuck and soaked <br />Water running through <br />So used <br />So forgotten and broken <br />Their plastic <br />Has been choken to see <br />As the feet crush <br />And kick thee <br />Invisiblyand filthy <br />So nobody and lonely <br />But not to me <br />I pick up each <br />Tenderly <br />Recycle them lovely <br />For all of them worthy <br />To feel like they <br />Are somebody<br /><br />April Swan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/recyling-love/
