Free verse № 28683
December once again
As you sit within the warmth of your four walls
Basking in the glow of the Christmas tree
Adorned with gifts galore
Listen to the raging wind
As it smacks against the windowpanes
And see if you can hear
The rattling tin can of the beggar sitting
Two streets down
Stranded in the shadows
With nothing to embrace
But the fading thought of those four warm walls...
4 comments
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Censor my comment straight off
Reply with an assinine hurt little girl whine
It is all up to you. My comment was well intended, and in fact quite accurate.
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