LOOK AT ME - Pt.2

This part two of LOOK AT ME hope you enjoy.

I stand in front of the windows, 

the families sitting around their fires, chanting their songs of Santa's generosity.

Nothing but a thin layer of glass separating me from the warmth.

It's crazy how I can be so close, 

yet I am farther than I've ever been.

Christmas is whenever I can get it.

September passed, 

and summer fell, soaking me with rain and leaves.

WILL WORK FOR MONEY OR FOOD,PLEASE HELP ME THANK YOU GOD BLESS

One month,

two month, 

three month . . . four.

I looked at this family through their window,

the faces of joy they had when when the unwrapped the mysteries of generosity.

The generosity that I hadn't been able to feel very often. 

I remembered that face, 

the day I had it was the day I counted my savings. 

Five dollar and fifteen sense to my name. 

The church was the first place I traveled to, 

Giving ten percent into his hands and praying with two words.

"Please,Amen"

That night I woke up with a coat laying over top of me,and a new board and marker.

A hat on my head, and some change in my new pocket.

That morning I danced with a new sign in my hand.

Things were changing,

But now I am back to sitting against the cement walls of the crumbling buildings, 

One week becomes two,

two becomes four, 

and after that I didn't count anymore. 

Minute by minute, 

hour by hour the time fade away,

slowly taking pieces of me with it, as it died out into a memory.

The snow fell, but no one seemed to care of the dying man on the street,

Look at me,

hear me, 

SEE ME.

I can do nothing but remember the boy, 

the boy on the street as he read out my sign.

"Please help me, every bit counts, merry Christmas God bless."

Mommy, why is that man holding that sign, what does he mean?

The woman looked at me, my eyes pleading for her to help,

One second, 

two seconds, 

three seconds, 

four.

Come on Jimmy, we have shopping to do, I don't have time for this.

My eyes dripping with tears as I whispered God bless,

I thanked him for seeing me. 

five minutes passed, not a soul allowed me in their sight,

I remember, I remember the boy how he ran back to me;

his mother screaming out his name.

"No that's for daddy."

A brown bag, covered in grease was placed in my lap, 

the bag still boiling with heat.

Another bag with papers flying from the top to keep the surprise. 

The boys eyes looking with mine,

he was the innocents in the world,

no blame, no fault,

just love and care in his concerning heart.

He smiled -

one tooth missing in the action.

"Every bit counts, merry Christmas God bless."

And he left, back to his mother.

"Merry Christmas, God Bless."

The food, divine

the present, a mystery. 

I stand in front of the windows, 

the families sitting around their fires, chanting their songs of Santa's generosity.

Nothing but a thin layer of glass separating me from the warmth.

It's crazy how I can be so close, 

yet I am farther than I've ever been.

The cold pushing against me forces me down to my knees. 

Midnight strikes and I know its time. 

No foo din hand, but generosity in my presence.

The bag in front of me. 

The tear coming from my eye as I whisper my prayers and thanks.

"Thank you Jimmy"

I open it and stare in disbelief as I pull out my Christmas gift. 

The bible sits in my lap, pages gold and the cover a beautiful black leather. 

Psalm 37:39 

"But the salvation of the righteous is from the LORD; he is their strength in time of trouble."

MERRY CHRISTMAS JIMMY, GOD BLESS.

Last part of the story is to come . . . 

Author's Note

Sorry, I originally imagined this piece as three so the next will be the last piece, if you were still interested in seeing where this story goes.

Reviews

[Jamestown]

I am in tears, masterful piece of work! The little guy so innocent and unaware
of the worlds hate and only love in his heart provides a meal for a man in need!
I am in the process of doing a piece focused on child like
innocence, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Octavious]

thank you so much, I am glad you enjoyed the piece, and I wish you the best of lucks with your and can't wait to read it.
:)

[Jamestown]

U R welcome:) U inspired me to read Psalms 37 again, lol
I needed too!

[Octavious]

Double the win then :)

[Wall of Words]

This poem is the kind of writing that grabs you by the heart and mind and soul and says 'Do you feel it now? Do you understand what I'm saying?' And you get this empty-hole feeling of sadness and the tears are pouring down your face as you say 'I feel it now. I understand.' And then you smile at the little snatch of kindness that a young innocent can show.. the kind of thing we all feel and think when we are so young. When we don't think of danger or fear or horror, but only of making someone sad happy. Of offering someone a gift that means so much more to them than you can ever know.

Beautiful writing. You have an incredible talent for extracting one person and spinning a story, catching the reader in the web, and letting them decorate it with tears and smiles of the emotion you have inspired. :)
I cannot wait for the third part.
Wall of Words

[Octavious]

Thank you so much again,and I can't wait to finish the last part for everyone to read. :)

[Emily]

I like the story it tells!
Well done!

[Octavious]

Thank you so much, I am glad that you like it so far, I can't wait to finish it.

[Coyote Poetry]

The story well-written and serious thoughts and struggle, was took by the reader.
"Things were changing,
But now I am back to sitting against the cement walls of the crumbling buildings,
One week becomes two,
two becomes four,
and after that I didn't count anymore. "
The above lines solid and strong. Thank you for sharing the excellent story.
Coyote

[Octavious]

Thank you so much, I am glad that you enjoyed it :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.

[RiverRei]

Again very good work. I felt the emotion even though you said you had never been through this yourself. I love where you are going with this and how well you personify an individual who is trapped in this sort of situation. Marvelous story and I can't wait to read more. I hope you send me another read request for the next portion of this. I'm waiting on the edge of my seat! Haha :) Thank you so much for sharing this with me, I'm honored to have the opportunity to read this. :)

[Octavious]

WOW, your reaction is the best reward that I can get. THANK YOU SO MUCH, your words mean a great deal to me, thank you so much.

[RiverRei]

You are very welcome :)

[Saddam]

Great job and imaginary too friend.
Great read.

[Octavious]

Thanks Saddam, I am so glad you enjoyed it. :)

[J.R.H.]

Christmas is whenever i can get it.
- loved that line.

Thanks for the read. Great story so far.

[Octavious]

Thank you so much, I am itching to finally write the ending of the story.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Sorry for the late review... Well, I think you did a great job with this one too. Yup, I think you should keep writing this.

[Octavious]

Thanks, and no need to apologize, you aren't obliged to review LOL I just want people to enjoy it. :)