That Time of Year Again

It's that time of year once more, Where we gather with family and loved ones. With the glow of the tree lights We laugh and we sing About all the good tidings That this season will bring But good tidings won't arrive For those who struggle to survive In their box from bin Empty from the gift within It's their home on the street People walk on by without a glance Not even a care That this home doesn't even cover their feet So spare a thought, or even a gift For those out there Who's love they want to give But with no family, no loved ones to care This is a burden I'm willing to bear A blanket, a pillow or even a bed A wish of a merry Christmas Is all that needs said.