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Monday, December 7, 2015

Mag: From under the bridge

photo: Tess Kincaid
Standing from under this snow clad bridge
Every year passes by, with lit up trees & carolers singing
I see beautiful people strolling
I smell yum food from here

I see toys lined up in stores,
How I wish just one of those not more

In rags I sit, huddles under
Away from the cold, for some warmth

Oh Lord! I not ask for more
I just ask for warmth, I just ask for love

This Christmas give a blanket, or a cake or food to the homeless, you never know how much would they have longed for it

This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 297


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