Spirit of the SeasonA Poem by Marshal GebbieWhist shopping in the mall last weekTo fill the Christmas tree,A derelict old soul held outHis grubby hand to me."Spare a copper for a cuppa mate?"He asked with shining eyes,And there was something in his mannerWhich quite took me by surprise.Delving deep into my pocketA Christmas smile upon my face,I came up with five bucksWhich made his world...a better place.He thanked me so effusivelyHis face a wrinkled grin,Then we went our separate waysAnd felt the joy of Christmas...SING !
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3 Reviews Added on December 20, 2011 Last Updated on December 20, 2011 AuthorMarshal GebbieAuckland, New ZealandAboutPoem writer for the average Joe. Take tremendous satisfaction in creatively writing about everyday things and everyday people. Australian native who has adopted New Zealand and New Zealanders. Marvel.. more.. |

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