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.
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