Winter’s here, layer of snow
Brings with it the Christmas glow.
Gifts bought and wrapped under the tree.
Feelings of warmth and love abound.
Too easily forgot are those without
The joy of tree, or gifts, or home.
Spending these holidays alone and cold
On streets with no forgiving mold.
Count blessings many
If you have but one
A tree, a gift, or just a home…