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Old 12-18-2014, 11:02 AM
JMummey (Offline)
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The Wrong Present

She is so happy to see me.
This stranger filled to the brim with glee.
Who on Earth could she be?

We embrace on the cold, busy street.
Her dirty wool coat brushes my cheek.
We must be old friends, what a treat.

She is homeless and asks nothing of me.
Arm injured, she wants no sympathy.
Her Christmas greeting is a symphony.

I do not deserve such unprovoked kindness.
In my shiny holiday red dress.
Fretting so over all of my silly nonsense.

Oh yes, the wrong present indeed.
Something so sweet for someone like me.
On a cold day for free.
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