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Milling
.
People milled past;
Excited children being extra
good,
Mothers with minds a'swirl
with thoughts on Brussel sprouts,
aunt bessie's potato roasts, that
she'll pass off as her own
People milled past;
Menfolk with their last minute
gift idea's;
Though the idea as yet not switched
on, they'd be sure to be that last
minute shop window eureka moment
People milled past;
Laden down with pre-apocalyptic
food bags;
The incessant noise of Christmas
"Joy to world" on musical repeat
from a nearby shop.
People milled past;
The quick glances, the "tut"
of how dare they
avoided eye contact, those that
gave "oh dear what a
time to be homeless" as if they
weren't even there, before
scurrying away, incase it might
be contagious, their children
asking, why are they sitting on
the ground mummy"?
People milled past;
Excited children being extra
good,
Mothers with minds a'swirl
with thoughts on Brussel sprouts,
aunt bessie's potato roasts, that
she'll pass off as her own
People milled past;
Menfolk with their last minute
gift idea's;
Though the idea as yet not switched
on, they'd be sure to be that last
minute shop window eureka moment
People milled past;
Laden down with pre-apocalyptic
food bags;
The incessant noise of Christmas
"Joy to world" on musical repeat
from a nearby shop.
People milled past;
The quick glances, the "tut"
of how dare they
avoided eye contact, those that
gave "oh dear what a
time to be homeless" as if they
weren't even there, before
scurrying away, incase it might
be contagious, their children
asking, why are they sitting on
the ground mummy"?
Published 24th Dec 2018
Author's Note
There's a life story behind every homeless person
They don't just appear for Christmas to make us feel good about our own little lives
Don't ignore
A coffee, some mince pies even a sandwich goes a long way
One day you might be watching people milling past..
They don't just appear for Christmas to make us feel good about our own little lives
Don't ignore
A coffee, some mince pies even a sandwich goes a long way
One day you might be watching people milling past..
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24th Dec 2018 9:17am
24th Dec 2018 10:58am
Many don't care enough to give a thought unfortunately
Making themselves feel better about their lot when seeing someone down on their luck
Making themselves feel better about their lot when seeing someone down on their luck
24th Dec 2018 2:25pm
Very empathic, Rose. The homeless shall always be among us to test our faith and willingness to give. That is the true Spirit of Christmas. And it comes but once a year to provide an opportunity to show we've finally learned that.
One thing,
as if they
[weren't]
Happy Christmas to you and yours, Rose. 🌹🎄🎁
One thing,
as if they
[weren't]
Happy Christmas to you and yours, Rose. 🌹🎄🎁
24th Dec 2018 2:51pm
My spelling & editing indeed need working on xD Thankyou for the pointing out of it 😚
Yeah unfortunately just once a year
All other times mostly forgotten about entirely
Yeah unfortunately just once a year
All other times mostly forgotten about entirely
24th Dec 2018 7:15pm
Very timely poem. Rose. It's sad that many avert their thoughts or take no notice at all of those less fortunate than ourselves.
This serves as a good reminder of not being so self engrossed, not only at this time of the year, but on a daily basis as well.
This serves as a good reminder of not being so self engrossed, not only at this time of the year, but on a daily basis as well.
24th Dec 2018 7:17pm
