CHRISTMAS ANGELS ON THE STREET
by judy joy jones


last night i had a dream

which today came true

not one person died homeless

on cold concrete streets



everyone had a pillow

on which to lay

their precious heads



there were angels

dressed in white

oh so tenderly washing

their swollen aching feet



and beings of supernatural light

were at their sides

nourishing their bodies

minds and spirit-souls

for they had finally

found a home



suddenly my soul

took flight

straight into heaven’s doors

it did soar



and i could see clearly

that the homeless person

living and dying

on earth’s coldest concrete streets

was my father mother

sister and brother

and me


c jj 2020

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