Whist shopping in the mall last week To fill the Christmas tree, A derelict old soul held out His grubby hand to me. "Spare a copper for a cuppa mate?" He asked with shining eyes, And there was something in his manner Which quite took me by surprise. Delving deep into my pocket A Christmas smile upon my face, I came up with five bucks Which made his world...a better place. He thanked me so effusively His face a wrinkled grin, Then we went our separate ways And felt the joy of Christmas
....SING!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY Love from Janet & Marshal
An old chestnut of mine which I wheel out every festive...for I can't, for the life of me, produce anything else which better captures the very essence of the SPIRIT of CHRISTMAS