CHRISTMAS SEASON
Homeless man shivers
In the cold and snow
He's not really sure
Which way he should go
As hunger pains stab
Wish for bite to eat
Maybe a dry place
With a little heat
Clothes wet and dirty
Shoes have lots of holes
Not sure he'll survive
Much more of this cold
Strangers pass him by
As if he's a ghost
Think it could be them
Worries them the most
Young girl sits inside
Her lonely bedroom
Trying to see through
Depression's thick gloom
No zest for this life
No reason to be
Just thinking how she
Can set herself free
Takes hold of the gun
Puts it to her head
Maybe someone will care
Once she is found dead
Young couple are talking
Boss chose to cut costs
Pink piece of paper
Means income is lost
How to keep children
Believing in hope
When they have no clue
How they'll even cope
Christmas is coming
No gifts will be here
How do you explain?
Say, "Maybe next year?"
But you were ripped off!
Someone got more than you!
Perhaps you should try
Different point of view
It is not the receiving
That makes this time great
Remember to give
Before it's too late
CINDY J. SMITH on AMAZON
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