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Red Birds In The Snow

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XOx Uriah xOX
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When his life got wrecked, there was no crash
No screeching tires, No broken glass
Just muffled tears, only his heart could hear.

Most, don't walk too close to his shattered dreams.
They're frightened by his tattered seams.
They will not spare a dime, or lend an ear.

But, their little acts of kindness
make the world a better place.
They always bring the dog in when its cold.

They tote the barge, and lift the bales
to plant a tree and save the whales.
Those little acts of kindness soothe their soul.

I know...
I've seen them feeding red birds in the snow.

They feel the pavement beneath their feet
But somehow never touch  "the street".
Their "Spirit Guides" don't hover that far down.

They feed the squirrels and adopt a pet.
Take a stray pup to the vet,
and at Christmas...drop a quarter on the ground.

'Tis the Season...love in the air...
Little acts that show they care.
The coat he got last year is thin and torn.

Its kind and sweet...the gifts they give
But he has to eat. He has to live
eleven months before New Hope is born.

Peace on Earth. Good Will to Man
Will finally come around again.
Baby Jesus lives within their hearts.

It's a crying shame that he's so prone
to Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.
He'll disappear before the New Year starts.

But, their little acts of kindness
make the world a better place.
They always bring the dog in when its cold.

They tote the barge and lift the bales
to plant a tree and save the whales.
Those little acts of kindness soothe their soul.

I know...
I've seen them feeding red birds in the snow.

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paderewski
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1 posted 12-25-2013 10:36 AM       View Profile for paderewski   Email paderewski   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit paderewski's Home Page   View IP for paderewski

A contradictory and subtle to the nth poem of the giving season, and you made your point very well, Uriah. I applaud you for the Christmas gem.

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jwesley
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Texas . . .


2 posted 12-25-2013 07:45 PM       View Profile for jwesley   Email jwesley   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for jwesley

What Jerry said, my friend...very nicely done!

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3 posted 12-25-2013 10:05 PM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

So beautifully said. The truth is hard to take sometimes but you were able to soften the blow and tell it as it is. Thank you for the reminder.Jo
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