'' The Chance To Rejoice '' - Poem by Bri Mar
It’s that time of year,
Where some shed a tear,
They watch others enjoy a good time,
In reality Christmas doesn’t always adhere,
To some it just isn’t sublime.
They sit all alone,
Passed family have flown,
Or perhaps they have all left the nest,
Think of those who are left on their own,
It won’t cost you to fill them with zest.
Perhaps it’s divorce,
Which can be quite coarse,
Where the children are living elsewhere,
Despite your efforts which drove you hoarse,
You feel as if they don’t care.
The homeless on the street,
Sit on their seat,
As they watch Christmas shoppers go by,
On this special day as you sit and eat,
They look on with a tear in their eye.
Where’s our morality?
This is reality,
A travesty in this day and age,
Helping others should be a formality,
With each other we need to engage.
What can we do?
Well that’s up to you,
In this life we all have a choice,
By just saying hello it’s joy you’ll accrue,
Give those lonely,
‘’ The Chance To Rejoice ‘’
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