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Christmas Miracle in the Ghetto (Co-written with John Moses Freeman)

Peering at the radiating faces of happy families
So much joy emanates from well-to-do children’s sparkling eyes
Wish I could replace the grief, put smiles on the faces of my sons
Without a glimmer of hope even promises of warm meals would be lies

In the brown eyes of my sons, the same eyes their mother, my wife
Sadness the sacrifice, a courageous mother giving life
So great a zest for life she sacrificed to give her sons life
But now greed hath put her seed in peril and my world in strife

No “Help Wanted” signs in the windows of Main Street’s bustling stores
The aroma of fresh bread wafts tauntingly from the bakery
With my hands in pockets, finding not even loose change
Overcome with hunger and jealousy, should I resort to thievery? 

Mind reeling, contemplating abating moral principals
Suddenly appear familiar brown eyes amid face so dear
The image of deceased wife, Spanish born eyes filled with tears
Speaking, "Abe, the Lord is gracious, walk until head is clear"

I follow the light in her warm eyes reflecting in glass windows
They lead me down the road to a park at the end of town
Dressed in ragged clothing, a man sits with a smile of peace
Breathing white puffs in frigid air, this gentle soul sees my frown

The message is plain, as my fears begin to clear
There is a greater depth in a soul of love well kept
The night is far spent; I kissed the hand of this gentle man
He smiled sweetly and said, "Lift up heavy head from dread"
 
I look up to see sun glistening on snow-laden pine boughs
It’s here, Christmas Day, and I’ve left my children alone all night
An ache in my heart compels me to race quickly back through town
Breathlessly, I reach my porch unprepared for a welcome sight
 
Hearing laughter within, I smell, yams, turkey and ham
I open my door, on the floor, presents piled high as well
Laughing with glee, sons kiss me, sparkle of brown eyes I see
Sparkling brown eyes, of Spanish descent, love is evident
 
“From where in the world did all this come,” I ask my sons
“Beautiful lady with Spanish brown eyes, stopped at our door
She said a strange thing, as on the floor our gifts were lain,
‘Tell Abe keep the faith; a mother's love is stronger than the grave.’
Her hugs and kisses, will be greatly missed!  Who was she, Daddy?"


Thank you, Moses, for joining me and guiding me in this write.  Merry Christmas, dear 
friends!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/9/2010 9:40:00 AM
That actually hurt me, so wondeful.
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Date: 1/2/2010 4:15:00 PM
Wonderful story. Would make a great TV holiday special. Vince
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Date: 12/18/2009 10:34:00 AM
An inspirational delight, Carolyn! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with your friends here in the Soup! Thank you also for taking the time to read and comments on my poems! Peace and love, Audrey
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Date: 12/17/2009 10:33:00 AM
This is very thoughtful during this Christmas season. Thank you for your comments.
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Date: 12/17/2009 7:35:00 AM
A very moving write, full of social compassion ... and so much else in it to love, but it is the poetic team for I which I pray, may God bless you this holiday.
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Date: 12/16/2009 7:13:00 AM
This is a most-inspiring and delightful Christmas story. Keeping the faith is what keeps this man alive...despite the struggles he is going through without a job and not enough food for a decent Christmas dinner. The gifts are a reminder of his wife's kindness and love. Thanks for you comments throughout the year, Carolyn. Have a Blessed and Merry Christmas with your loved ones. Love, hugs and cheer, Andrew.
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Date: 12/16/2009 7:01:00 AM
OK I confess.. I am a little addicted to the Young and the Restless.. and maybe the Bold and the Beautiful since Don Diamont has now joined this soap from Y & R .. he is a "HUNK"... those are the only two that interest me .. confession delivered... have u heard from James? luv..
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Date: 12/15/2009 9:18:00 PM
Wow.... I was totaly caught up in this write, very well done indeed to both of you. And thankyou Carolyn for reading my poems. And i agree with your comment's. You are truly Talented. Love Kate. x
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Date: 12/15/2009 12:26:00 PM
congrats on being at the top of the hot list ..... not only that, the top three poems are by none other than C.D. great job on this feat...........:-)
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Date: 12/14/2009 7:18:00 PM
I posted a new poem.The Other Side
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Date: 12/14/2009 7:42:00 AM
Happy xmas until the month of january 2010'.
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Date: 12/14/2009 3:38:00 AM
Life is not easy for people in poverty. Did you that that the government says that the poverty level is an income of under $40,000 for a family of 4? Most people around here live on that income or less and the elderly on a whole lot less. Life is not easy and there are no extras and no hope for better. Keep the magical pen flowing. Sara
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Date: 12/13/2009 1:11:00 PM
Carolyn, Hi hun, you got mail! Love Patty
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Date: 12/11/2009 11:35:00 AM
This is filled with reality mixed with Christmas spirit. Thanks for sharing this great write. It puts things in perspective.
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Date: 12/11/2009 2:39:00 AM
Congratulations to you both for creating this wonderful Christmas message and having it featured on the hot poems list. A. W. Nutter www.freewebs.com/abcedit
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Date: 12/9/2009 9:07:00 PM
Very beautiful poem...love it...Marty
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Date: 12/9/2009 3:50:00 PM
this is really neat.hope all is well with both of you.
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Date: 12/9/2009 1:14:00 PM
wow beautiful poem and thanx 4 the comment so much and all the support
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Date: 12/9/2009 9:16:00 AM
This poem is so overwelming in its beautiful message. And the descriptive words just took me along. Well done to both of you. And thanks so much for your comment on my poem
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Date: 12/8/2009 4:48:00 PM
Merry Xmas indeed ... wonderful xmas poem to you both kind regards Jayne
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Date: 12/8/2009 12:55:00 PM
Only another woman could really relate to Implosion as u did ... still "venting" somewhat .. guess it wasn't all out of my system like I thought by now.. its been 5 months... had to re read your collaboration with Moses.. again for spirit lift... it worked... thankxxx for enjoying and for your supportive comments... blessings... luv... Linda-Marie, "Sweetie"
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Date: 12/8/2009 9:25:00 AM
Wonderful write..Thank You....TAH
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Date: 12/8/2009 9:22:00 AM
great collaboration i cant tell who's who. jhl
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Date: 12/7/2009 6:45:00 PM
Not enough adjectives to describe the feelings this poem presents.. wonderful co write with Moses.. he is an inspiration and the two of u together are as powerful as your words have proved.. I also just co wrote with Douglas Ace again entitled "A Gift for the Ages" should u care to read.. exciting these co writes .. blessings... luv.. Linda-Marie, "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup
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Date: 12/7/2009 4:08:00 PM
magical! filled with Holiday Blessings! great work! Carolyn and John! jimbo
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