Sheltered On Stairways

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Sleeping on stairways I can’t catch the rain ,
my chilblains are red as the western plain .

Landings are lonely old places to rest ,
like birds on a wire I must find a nest .

Sheltered on stairways again tonight ,
birds have a nest ,
they can’t sleep on a flight .

Linos for comfort on creaky old floors ,
if I had the keys , I could open some doors .

Sheltered on stairways again tonight ,
birds have a nest , they can’t sleep on a flight .

by Paul McCann