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Christmas Tree : Don't Call On Me
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From: MSN NicknameTinglyShackleton  (Original Message)Sent: 12/14/2007 11:38 PM
Cold winds blow
through city streets
as winter's
grip takes hold,
and grey souls
in downbeat worlds
retreat to
lies untold.
 
Rain-lashed pavements
now are bare:
there's little
chance of snow,
but in grim,
northern climates,
an oasis
starts to glow.
 
Christmas days
are here, once more:
those warm,
enchanting times.
Chance to cast off
gloomy dawns:
relive those
joyful climes.
 
Don't call on me,
Saint Nicholas,
just pass me
by, this year.
Life's been good
to me again:
no cause to
shed a tear.
 
A lady
who lives by me
would welcome
your next call.
She's seen no kin
for ages:
no visits
to enthral.
 
A lonely girl
in hospital
gave birth:
a baby boy.
She has no one
to share her load;
your smile would
bring her joy.
 
I saw a child
in council care:
a broken,
battered waif.
A visit
from such as you
would prove to
him he's safe.
 
A sad, old man
walks my street;
 no one has
time for stares.
Would you please
take hold his hand
and show him
someone cares?
 
Winter's chill now
stalks the land:
those dark,
foreboding clouds,
but Christmas cheer
brings happiness
to Man's
enduring crowds.
 
Please call on me,
Saint Nicholas:
next year,
around this time.
I may be
a grey-faced one
in need of
love, sublime.
 


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     re: Don't Call On Me   MSN NicknameVocalDix  12/15/2007 5:04 PM
     re: Don't Call On Me   MSN NicknamePoetess-three1  12/16/2007 2:01 AM