Remember Those Less Fortunate (Alone at Christmas)
A sombre day for Christmas,
as the Yule fire softly glows,
it's about those who have less,
like the snowman;s frozen toes.
While there is jubilation,
and smiles light up the dwelling,
those with cold expectation,
sneer at tummy's swelling.
Among the frozen footfalls,
a shadow stands alone,
to him no cheery hearth calls,
to warm his aching bones.
Family's make up the happy throng,
they warmly stand together,
but this shadow simply don't belong,
cast aside in freezing weather.
Lights and tinsel everywhere,
choirs sing about a manger,
hearts of love and happy cheer,
forget about the stranger.
To him this time is unaccessible,
no respite from other's good will,
alone with his thoughts regrettable,
in the shadows standing quite still.
On the breeze mulled wine is yummy,
though in another’s hand does sway,
imagination to fill his tummy,
cold looks send him away.
So who is this forgotten interloper,
who watches from afar,
he is just another unfortunate hoper,
in the shadows below a frozen star.
© 2011 Mark