I see him
standing on the corner
holding up a sign
asking for a handout
I see her in the grocery
debating what to buy
comparing prices
they go into the thrift store
looking for clothes
for the little ones
who are growing so fast
they are invisible to many
they are picking up cans
on the sides of the road
they are the ones
that are struggling
to make it day to day
I have little to share
but I try
a dollar to
the one on the corner
a donation to the food bank
for the ones there
a toy at Christmas
I know each one
has a story
I do not have to know
what it is
I just have to open
my heart a little
and share
my few blessings

It is too bad we cannot do this all year round, good poem.

that is what makes your heart full of the christmas spirit, mary

Mary... I feel it!
Even in my struggles, I see others and am thankful for the blessings