Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Holidays

Golden bells nestled against the trees,
Chanukah lights blazing towards the sky,
Kwanza gifts passing from hand to hand,
Yet an elderly wrinkled lady squats in the snow;
Honey, can you spare a dime?

Children sparkling smiles with their eyes,
Incense burning throughout the midnight mass,
Rainbow lights sparkling and glowing from tree to tree.
Yet, a wrinkled man squats in the gutter;
Honey, can you spare a dime?

-- Tolbert Small

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