Merry ChristmasA Poem by Bob SherunkleThink of others from time to time.
As I walk through the streets shimmering in the winter rain,
All the faces pass beaten and half insane. It's supposed to be a joyful time of year, All I see is despair and fear. Too much has been made to appease and spoil, No one stops to think of others toil. Next time you fret and worry about gifts,how many to feed, Stop and think for a moment about the people in need. Merry Christmas.
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Added on December 10, 2013Last Updated on December 10, 2013 AuthorBob SherunkleUnited KingdomAboutSerial drunkard,despiser of politics and b******s.All round good guy...and yes,that picture is a very bad one of me....Possibly. more..Writing
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