Jingle bells come once a year
jingle bells are heard everywhere
happy faces can be seen
as the festive season gleams
everyone we see, buy a christmas tree
the creche is set for all to see
all the goodies bought
gifts beneath the tree.
carols are sung with warmth
by those who cannot see,
the imperil of those who do not
have a bite to eat.
each little one who has no
home, the likes of vanity
they suppress their hungry voice
for elite society.
hunger pangs, drive some to steal
an apple from a stall,
or perhaps climb a christmas tree
for the fun of it all.
remember them, the little ones
who been neglected by uncaring minds
are not to blame but given
a non-judgemental second chance.
©2017~VearnaGloster
Beautiful poetry,that’s what Christmas is all about, shearing our love especially to those in need. Continue the good work, and may God bless your endeavours.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you dear. Blessings always.
LikeLike
INDEED THIS IS AS SWEET AS HONEY…I know these thoughtful words brings happiness to everyone who read. Congratulations on having a natural talent on which you are sharing with the world…..keep it up… Love you so much my dear sister
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you Sheldon.
LikeLike