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Dec 2015
To all that are alone on Christmas Eve
Maybe your home is cold and weary
The Christmas tree isn’t too cheery
And maybe life seems long and dreary

But, someone will call.  No they will not.
Build a fire and make it hot.  They just forgot.
Buy a present for youself.  Pretend it’s Christmas…  and you got
A present….  Not..

I know… buy one for a friend.  Pick up the phone and call home.
You have no home.  All is gone.  And no one wants to talk.
When sugar pies and little children cries fill the halls of home.
Why speak of me.. or think of me.. when all are about the tree.
Hello.. Hello are you there?  Please speak to me.  

Billiam Potts

There are many homeless people that are alone in this world and need your support.  Call them, visit them.  Make them feel important again, because they used to be.  Give a present to a friend on Christmas Eve.  Call them.
There are many homeless people that are alone in this world and need your support.  Call them, visit them.  Make them feel important again, because they used to be.  Give a present to a friend on Christmas Eve.  Call them.
Written by
William Potts  Cleveland
(Cleveland)   
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