Saturday, December 5, 2015



He watches them hang the lights in the trees;
they’re all bundled up against the freeze.
On top of the lamp-posts go the decorations and snow.
The town looks so festive with the streets all aglow.
He sees Santa lead the parade as it passes by,
on a sleigh pulled by reindeer, with gifts piled high.
He hears children laughing and carolers singing,
music playing, and sleigh-bells ringing.
It begins to snow, so he zips up his coat
and tightens the collar around his throat.
His gloves don’t match---he’s just glad he has two---
and the snow reminds him of the holes in his shoe.
He pulls his hat down over his ears,
as he blinks his eyes against the tears.
Then he finds a dry place where the lights aren’t so bright
and settles himself in for a long winter’s night. 

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  1. So very sad and happening more often than the world knows.

    1. Indeed, Gail. The first step to change it is to acknowledge these people live right here in our community. They are our neighbors, living next to us, but in the shadows. If we are to help anyone, we must help them.

  2. Yes, it sure is sad and we all need to be kind and help.

  3. Hallo, my dear is coming with great foots!
    Herzlich Pippa

  4. A very sad storey. I really feel for these people. They suffer in silence and have no hope, yet they are kind to most strangers even when they are treated as scum.

    In our city in this November, a church minister disguised himself as a homeless to find out what it was like to spend a night on the street trying to get out of the cold. He got lots of stares and people even crossed the street to avoid him.

    He went looking for a place at the homeless shelter. The door was locked and he walked around to keep warm. He knew they were full and did not want to take the place of a real homeless person. He went behind a hotel on the green near the river where there used to be a squatter camp set up and it was gone and cleaned up by the city. He walked some more feeling pretty cold and worried how he would last the night when a homeless young man asked him if he wanted to get out of the cold for the night. He said yes and the young man took him under a staircase and there he had a sleeping bag, a few belongings to survive. He told him he was welcome to stay there for as long as he wanted even though he had nothing to offer but that was the best he could do. He admitted to be a drug addict and was expecting to spend the rest of his life there.
    The minister stayed there and spent the night out of the extreme cold night temperature.
    As soon as morning came he went back to his warm house and family and a hot meal but vouched to go back to introduce himself to this kind hearted young man and do something for him. This is a true story.

    Sorry my comment is so long but wanted to share.

    1. Julia, this made me teary. I would love to hear the rest of this story. Bless this minister who sought understanding and the street man who shared. Thank you for sharing this.

  5. You are telling us a sad, but true story. It is said that life writes the best stories, right? I wish we could eradicate 'homelessness' and hunger and war and all that stuff, but I'm afraid that as humans we will always be different and have different opinions, that won't change. But - nobody should suffer.

  6. They are under the bridge, or out in the woods around here, Pastor M takes the things we give him out to them on cold nights.

  7. Very well written and sadly so true. I just read in the town paper that someone reported seeing a man under some steps of a building so they boarded the area up. Someone could have tried to help him instead.

  8. That's so powerful, McGuffy Ann. A great reminder to keep things in perspective, and to remember what's really important...

  9. oh plot twist!! It started off all beautiful and sweet, and then by the end just hit me right in the feels! so sad that this is Christmas for so many. beautifully written my friend.

  10. Sad story that is played out every night in every city.