they live in a tent, on the side of the road. a mother of two and a bump for another, so nearly here. the father stood, with a shopping cart and tired eyes, outside the canvas they call their home.
she smiled so gratefully as we passed her some clothes and passed her son, maybe five, some toys.
'thaaank you, verrry much!' he said with the melodic bubbling of a child's happiness. a grin spread so wide across his little face.
she sat in their home and fed her youngest, he stood shakily and watched on with bright eyes. i smiled at him and he smiled back, toothless, joyful.
rain began to gently fall.
the family of nearly five, in a tent for a home on the side of the road. a footpath for a mattress and a zip for their front door.