Gifts That Strangers Can Remember
Around this cold time of year, exactly
two week before Christmas,
I jot down names on a pad
for my Christmas list of gifts
sent to me from The Salvation Army,
and it clearly says: " Please donate what you can! "
I hop into my car and drive off
to the nearest Shopping Mall,
and my chart will have winter boots, scarfs, pants, socks, coats,
wool gloves and hats and personal commodities for all;
no nothing I will buy for myself...
thinking of the needy not having to wear those worn-out clothes!
I'm not trying to impersonate any Santa asking for donations,
and though it's Christmas, one must look around with sheer thought
and spot out-stretched hands and give out of the goodness of one's heart;
smash up your piggy jar and use all the money you saved for emergencies!
Snow may not thrill many not looking forward to a jolly Christmas Day,
at least, some will have something to keep them warm where they lay!
Isn't expressing love another caring way of giving those perfect gifts?
Doesn't that poor man rejoice by singing a carol once frozen on his lips?
Entered in Deb Wilson's contest,
" The Perfect Christmas Gift"
Written by Andrew Crisci
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