Sipping from a hot cup of coffee to fight the winter cold
His long, dirty hair, dirty body, dirty clothes smelled a bit
No place to take a bath when living in the streets
He stopped to watch a mother and child decorate
the front lawn
Memories of long ago brought tears to his eyes
Seems like yesterday; he and his mother, in the
front yard decorating the house for Christmas
It was so long ago
He wished he was home; he wished for the good times
with love, joy and laughter
Some see him as a bum; too lazy for work; some see him as
a low class, just a dirty old scum
He was once a proud man; once had loved ones, a home, a job and a car
Time gone bad, jobs lost, no money for mortgage or paying the bills
Family lost, stress and confusions set in; where did it all go wrong?
People passed by and remarked, lazy old man, should get himself a job
People passed by and frowned at him
A couple passing by handed him two dollars; he quietly thanked them
Another hot cup of coffee to help fight the cold winter night
Walking on down the street he passed a house with Christmas music
playing "Silent Night" he stopped to listen for awhile
Oh, how he wished he was home; he longed for the times when love and
family was all around
So long ago; his family no more; just a lonely old man in a lonely town
A young woman passing by handed him a ten dollar bill; he whispered
thank you
To the woman it was just extra change; to the old man it was gold in his hand
A little more to eat; more hot coffee for the cold, winter nights
People stopped to give him money; they seldom stopped to talk
So cold; so lonely; he said to himself as he pushed his cart to his sleeping place
Back of a building; close to the wall, to help block the wind and the bitter cold
He placed a dirty blanket over cardboards to lay on; another dirty blanket
from his cart to cover himself; so cold, so lonely the old man was
He thought of Christmastime past; the good times he had when love,
family and friends, did surround him
His mind wandered from the loneliness and the bitter cold;
somehow, he managed to fall asleep
Remember the homeless at Christmas time, if only in your prayers.
Published by Mary E. Coe
I write articles, songs, poetry, short stories and stageplays. Some of my writings are fictitious and some are fact based. In the Spring of 1993, some of my poems were published in the library at Citrus Col... View profile
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2 Comments
Post a CommentWe get a lot of that here in Vegas...
Very touching.