Here I sit in the middle of the night
pen and thoughts randomly in flight
the sky is so dark
the air is so bare..
I wonder who else is alone out there..
the season is Christmas
another years past
patiently waiting..
some don't want it to last
its easy to write and to say what I feel
because through these eyes
the vision is real...
and maybe to some it seems like a rhyme
but hours I noticed ~ words written in time
there are children who are out there
they'll have nothing to get
others walk by them and about them forget..
so think for a moment of those you don't know
you see they walk with us..same road..to and fro..
so find a reason to take from your shelf
as the one who may benefit...may just be yourself..
CHRISTMAS 2011
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