Alyssa's Pick

Johnson 579

I had been hungry, all the Years -
My Noon had Come - to Dine -
I trembling drew the Table near -
And touched the Curious Wine -

'T was this on Tables I had seen -
When turning, hungry, Home
I looked in Windows, for the Wealth (+ Things)
I could not hope - for Mine - (+ to Earn)

I did not know the ample Bread -
'T was so unlike the Crumb
The Birds and I, had often shared
In Nature's - Dining Room -

The Plenty hurt me - t'was so new -
Myself felt ill - and odd -
As Berry - of a Mountain Bush -
Transplanted - to the Road -

Nor was I hungry - so I found
That Hunger - was a way
Of Persons (+ Creatures) outside Windows
The Entering - takes away -

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Its worth noting that this poem got "Todd-ized" as "HUNGER." The only major changes were to the second stanza:
'T was this on tables I had seen,
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own. 
In short, making this stanza match the rhyme scheme of the rest of the poem and simplify the main idea of home vs. homelessness. I'm sad to say I memorized the Todd-ized poem LONG ago, and I'm still a bit loyal to it. I absolutely love "Home" and "for Mine," though--more on that later. ;)