Constance La France Poet Verse

Dark Christmas

It was snowing,
         as I went store to store shopping;
      for Christmas gifts to give family,
         I had many bags and I was joyful;
  as I stood waiting for the street light to change.
  I looked sexy, I felt sexy, I was sexy for sure,
    with my high heel boots and long blond hair;
               and cute winter hat.

              I noticed a woman,
        watching me as she sat on the cold street;
      oh, she made me feel so uncomfortable,
         I suppose she wanted some money;
  so, I searched through my purse for some change.
  I reached out to give it to her and she smiled,
    with a toothless happy grin she spoke to me;
                in a gravely voice.

               Miss, she said,
        you look like an angel standing there in the snow;
      I was once beautiful like you, oh don't laugh,
         now look at me-  a beggar on the street;
  I have no home to call mine, no place to rest my head.
  No place that is Christmas but I saw an angel tonight,
    I was quite overwhelmed by her words; 
                what could I reply. (thank you)

                I walked away, 
         but, I felt a melancholy taking over me;
       I had been so wrapped up in my own luck,
         that I failed to see the people with nothing;
  being an angel is not what I considered myself at all.
  Yet, I suppose to a person with nothing it is possible,
      so, I made a promise to myself that day;
                 to help the homeless.

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December 17, 2019


Poetry/Verse/Dark Christmas
Copyright Protected 19-1209-634-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym. 


Written for the contest, The Darker Side of Christmas
sponsor, Richard Lamoureux

Third Place

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Sam Kauffman December 23, 2019 at 11:02 AM Constance, Congratulations on your win. Your words draw a vivid picture reminding us not to look past homelessness and to do what we can in the face of such pain. Thank you for using the poetic medium to draw attention to this challenge. Constance La France December 23, 2019 at 5:55 PM Sam, thank you for the congratulations and for the nice comment, appreciate !

Tania Kitchin December 23, 2019 at 4:25 AM Constance, congratulations on your winning placement with your wonderfully penned heart felt poem! Constance La France December 23, 2019 at 5:56 PM Tania, thanks for the congratulations and the compliment !

Eve Roper December 23, 2019 at 1:39 AM This is so heartwarming, Dear Heart, to her the person was an angel ...Congratulations on your win. Hugs Constance La France December 23, 2019 at 5:57 PM Eve, thanks so much for the comment and congratulations !

Richard Lamoureux December 22, 2019 at 7:17 PM Well done Constance. I like that you took a different approach with this piece. Constance La France December 23, 2019 at 5:57 PM Richard, thanks your so much for the contest and for my placement, so honored !

Na Na December 17, 2019 at 10:32 PM Very good Constance. You have to be careful though cause some act like they are homeless and have a nice car and mansion. its sad. most choose to be homeless those are the ones that buy alcohol with the money you give them. Thanks for sharing Richard Lamoureux December 22, 2019 at 7:17 PM Hi Greg, that has not been my experience. My hope is that that way of viewing the homeless won’t stop people from helping when they can. Constance La France December 18, 2019 at 12:47 PM Greg, thanks for the visit and compliment. Yes, its true some may fake their poverty but at the end of days when they stand in judgement they will be punished for their deeds but I will be rewarded for my good deeds.