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The Park Bench At Christmas

THE PARK BENCH AT CHRISTMAS

America is often called 
The land of milk and honey
A place where anyone may come
To make some easy money

But if you take a look around
I think that you will see
The countless number without a home
In the home land of the free

So Santa's Elves have found a way
To share some Christmas glee
The man on the bench will be surprised
When he sees this Christmas tree

But when will our country be concerned
To defend this noble cause
And take care of the homeless
Like the Elves of Santa Claus

18 November 2018
For the contest sponsored by Sara Kendrick

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Allison Avatar
December 17, 2018 at 3:08 PM
Very well penned Curtis, I chose the same pic and wrote on a similar theme.many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
Moorman Avatar
December 17, 2018 at 4:05 PM
I told you in a separate Soup Mail how wonderful this is. You are so kind, thoughtful, considerate and quick to put others before yourself. That is just a small part of why I admire you. Thanks for being available to help keep me on track with my writing. Hugs across the miles -- Curtis
Kendrick Avatar
December 17, 2018 at 6:39 AM
Creative idea behind the theme in this winning work that has good flow and rhyme. Thanks for participating in my contest. May this be the best Christmas and New Year for you and your family. I hope that the homeless are better cared for in the future. Maybe you could come up with some ideas where it would be feasible to get them better situated. Sara
Moorman Avatar
December 17, 2018 at 7:02 AM
Sara, thank you sponsoring this contest and for choosing my entry for placement. Thank you also for the Christmas and New Year wishes. I wish the same for you and your family. Ironically, I am working with our local VA Medical Center to establish a program for homeless Veterans. It is called Welcome Home and is in conjunction with Celebrate Recovery.
Sands Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 11:56 AM
Congratulations for your win :)
Moorman Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 12:28 PM
Thanks, Heidi! You are so kind, and always among the first to send me congratulatory notes! I appreciate your support. MERRY CHRISTMAS my dear!
Warrior Avatar
November 20, 2018 at 12:43 PM
Great depiction for the entry dear friend...your heart is made of gold, Curtis...may the Lord bless you and your family this Christmas...love & light...^WW^
Moorman Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 11:45 PM
^WW^ I so appreciate such kind words and feel highly honored to call you my friend. Soup is a great tool to make friends of people we have never met and may never meet. There are many on Soup who are as close as a brother. You, Tom Cunningham, Silent One, Bob Hinshaw....the list is endless and I am humbled by it. Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas to my friend who is as close as a brother.
Laurie Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 6:01 PM
G'day Curtis … your poem, simply written has a powerful complex message. The haves and have nots will see Christmas in a different light - thank you Curtis - Lindsay
Moorman Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 6:55 PM
Thank you, Lindsay, for those kind words. I pray that people will pay heed to it this holiday season.
Cunningham Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 3:08 PM
Well written Curtis, your right there's many won't be spending Christmas indoors. Good luck. Tom
Moorman Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 6:54 PM
I see far too many homeless even in my own little hometown but when I consider the number in places like Atlanta, New Orleans, New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, etc. I become so grateful and humbled that I have been spared that.
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