Patti La Belle |
‘Tis the season to be jolly
But how
can I be when I have nobody?
A
silent night, I know it’s gonna be
Joy to
the world but it’s gone be sad for me
What Do The Lonely Do
At Christmas?
‘This
is December!’
Said
the kid with the stainless steel bowl.
‘This
is December!’
He
repeated, as if to confirm the elementary deduction.
‘And I
can’t quite recall the last time I was with family.’
The
cold twilit December draft dug its claws into his flesh
That
tainted Christmas Eve.
‘I wish
I had a family.
‘God, I wish I had a cat,
a dog . . .
‘Some
pet to keep me company,’
The
beggar boy moaned.
But all
he had was his stainless steel bowl
And the
enthusiastic voices chanting carols
As he
filled his spot on the stoop
Of the
Church of St. Luke.
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