The colour has faded
The trees stand naked
Snow wisps through the air
People with no shoes walk the streets
Sorrow and pain everywhere
Winter is upon us again
The season of joy is near
The shoppers are shopping
So gleeful and happy, filled with Christmas cheer
Discouraged and dismal
They wander the street
To them a gift is simple
Some warmth and a bite to eat
A subway grid or stairwell
Is often what they call home
The time they need some company
Is the time they spend alone
Give what you can
Give generously
The streets are unforgiving
For them, for you and for me.
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