Huddled together at the side of the road
They were refugees in flight
Frozen for a moment, for all time
In the glare of the bright headlight
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No Money? No Problem!, Poetry by Kathy Figueroa
I need a vacation
But don’t have a car
Don’t have much money
So I can’t travel far
