Sing a song of berries, holly, jolly
on soft wintry, wonderland
Christmas nights
yet
give only
equal to one grain of humanity
in comparison to a universe
is all that is asked
could you
set aside
the dinner party
think of travelers who wander
though not in plain sight
lost
in despair
sick of heart
think__
wasn’t Mary seeking refuge
once upon a starry, Bethlehem night
that She may bear Her blessed child
alee amongst the beasts
do we shun
a wayward soul back into the brutal
cold
?
take heart__take sight
to cheer and aide the homeless
the nomads
the ones
who roam this night
