Hunger was a friend
to me, you see ... I knew him well,
For where my next
meal would come I could never tell.
Water fountains quenched
my thirst when I had the need,
The frowning looks
from passersby I learnt not to heed.
My army issue sleeping
bag fought off the winter chill.
Sometimes I'd get
candles from the church up on the hill...
They were used, most
half burnt, but some nights kept me warm,
And locked inside
my car at nights kept me safe from harm.
It's strange now that
I think of it, on any given day,
I never blamed God
for my lot... I even used to pray...
Not for food, nor
shelter... I wouldn't bother Him for this;
But to save the others
starving ...this was my greatest wish.
Then one night, a Christmas
Eve, I began to cry...
The pain of this life,
of this world, made me want to die;
Alone, cold and hungry,
I stared at the stars above...
Praying this time
for myself ... "God, I just need love."
Through my tears,
a nearby house ...it's Christmas lights aglow,
Blurred into a watercolor
looking like a bright halo...
I dried my tears,
choked on a sob, to take a closer look;
Lights all hung with
such care, --- looked like a story book.
I had so little gas
but turned my car on then...
And drove around the
block to view the house again.
A wreath hung on the
door, with a red velvet bow...
And lights hung in
the shrubs sparkled on the snow.
Through the picture
window, a tree glowed warm and bright,
Candles glistened
on the sill warming me that night.
From inside soft strains
of music drifted on the air...
And though they never
knew me, I felt glad that I was there.
To this day these strangers,
whom I've never even met,
Have no idea how much
they gave, the gift that others get.
For on that night
I stayed alive because of what they shared,
Their lights said
they believe in God, and told me that they cared.
Thank you for sharing
Christmas with me that Christmas Eve,
We never met, you
don't know me, but I know that you believe...
And this is something
I needed then as much as I do today,
To know that people
still love God, and still know how to pray.
You saved my life...
I thank you.
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