Christmas Alive
Absent benefit shelter the
wretched old woman did live
By wit, guile and a keen eye, her
very best she did give
Serendipity struck as she
searched on a cold bleak day
Found a discarded billfold
stuffed with green money-pay
Blessed-“Good Luck!” Safely
secreted in her old canvas bag
None paid attention to such an
outcast and useless old hag
Unkempt and unclean, surviving on
crusts of stale-hard bread
Ragged clothes did she don with a
colored scarf on her head
An acquaintance grimy beggar who
had once done her wrong
Spied the hidden treasure for
which he most assuredly longed
“Could I have your wallet?” He
quite brazenly asked
Without hesitation she handed it
over, quite unabashed
The next day being Christmas, the
vagabond sought her out
Gave back the money, frowning
eyes showed her pure doubt
“There’s something more valuable
from you I should need;
That goodness within you to share
without hinted greed”
Majestic Mountain Commandments
foretold
Emulate Jesus! Dare live “true”
quite so bold!
One snowy Colorado day, I gave a
vagrant all the loose change that I had
Christmas Joy warmed me as a
“Thank you!”-smile creased his face sad
“’Tis better give than receive,”
sagacious senior folks say
’Tis true! Make it just a fun
game that you play---start today
Amen!
Merry Christmas!
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