Season's Greetings
Was it, perhaps,
A mere "chance meeting",
The girl who sat beside me on the plane?
The tears lay on her lashes,
And I offered several
Whispered words of sympathy.
Was it only "a coincidence",
The man who brought my firewood?
His fingers were blue and frostbitten,
And I gave him the gloves that were too large for
My husband's hands.
Did it "just happen",
That I was on the street
When a ragamuffin child appeared...
And wrenched my heart?
Were they only people passing by,
Or were they angels unaware,
Sent to teach me tenderness?
I may have seen a Christmas spirit!
By: Joy Morgan Davis
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