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The Open Home Christmas Poem

December 24, 2016 10:30 am

The children woke early only to find
Their parents still asleep,
“Wake up, wake up you sleepy heads,
for today, is Christmas Day.”
With eager expectation
They gathered round the tree,
In laughter, shrieks and heartfelt thanks
They gave and they received.

Immersed in littered paper,
The children suddenly squealed,
“It’s time to open the door,
to let all the people in.”
And as they said the words,
A knock on the door it came,
It was Jane the next door neighbour
The one who lived in pain.

Then Bobby he came after
Whose wife had recently died,
Then Sarah, Tom and Samantha
All friends who lived alone.
And one by one the home was filled
With grateful sounds of love,
At times it sounded like angel song
Descending from above.

For the parents had schooled their children well
That Christmas was for all,
A time to give and to receive
It wasn’t just about themselves.
So if you know those who might this day
Be spending it on their own,
Open the door as the children did
So that nobody eats alone.

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