the old man once had a home
a lot like the one he now can see
he rolls a home made cigarette
and rubs the pain from his arthritic knee
there’s holes in his old boots
that let the icy cold inside
his coats a ragged thrown out scrap
but he gave up his sense of pride
he’s sees the lights of Christmas
sees the kids playing round the tree
through the window sees his past
and sips some cheep wine slaps his knee
somewhere he may have grandkids
oh he knows he’ll never know for sure
he gives a little wave and smile
as a child stands there in the door
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Monette
It's way too easy to spend the holidays shopping and busying ourselves with the details to make our Christmas seemingly flawless.
But the truth is, anytime we turn our backs on the less fortunate, we are turning our backs on humanity. One never knows what life is going to hand us...that could be us someday in that ragged coat.
Thanks Felix for the reminder, God Bless and have a 'real' Merry Christmas.
Lisa
Paul;-)
This is an interesting piece. I just finished a 5 show run preforming as Scrooge. The transition from Scrooge to Father Christmas was fun. I was the only adult in a cast with 54 kids. Christmas Spirit Lost has a lot of similarities to The Christmas Carol in That Scrooge lost the meaning of Christmas and life a long time ago. Luckily he found it before it was to late for him.
I pray we all find the meaning of Christmas in our hearts and express it in some way throughout the holiday season and the year to come. I hope your comrades in the Author's Den will find it in their hearts this Christmas not to pass by those less fortunate than themselves without at least wishing them a Merry Christmas and perhaps offering to buy them a hot cup of coffee. Perhaps a donation to a shelter for the homeless or to the food bank or visit the elderly.
Love ya Bro
John
Regis
Love Tinka
Dan