The Beggar And The Child

Happy first of December each…It’s not far until Christmas and I’m acting like a ‘lil child again, hehehe, or should I say ho-ho-ho…Sometimes I wonder if we’re here to be tested, so I decided to do another poem for Christmas, hence…The Beggar And The Child…Hope you enjoy…Have a wonderful week my friends…Don’t go into too much debt this Christmas as it’s the love from the heart which really counts and I know you have plenty of that…Sweet dreams, much love and hugs always… xxx Lynn xxx        The Beggar And The Child       A man laid down on Christmas Eve In a mere cardboard box for his bed His blankets made from old newspapers And his nose was a deep crimson red He smiles when he thinks about a girl Which he bumped into earlier that day When he was out begging for his food He listened to what she had to say!   "Mummy look at that beggar man! He’s asking for coins to get his meal Why can’t the people see him there? I wonder if they know how hurt he feels! Could he be a ghost from Christmas past Or maybe just an Angel without wings? Let us try to give him some help As Christmas is a time for sharing things!”   The Mother smiles and opens her arms Then she hugs her child with delight, It made her stop and think to herself She whispers, “Darling, you’re so right!” She wishes everyone could feel the same Then she crouches down to where he sat She reaches for the last note in her purse And she places it with LOVE onto his lap!   That very night the stranger disappears As his work on Earth had been done He met up with the Lord at Heaven’s Gate And his wings and halo really shone! He says “This time my work was GOOD As two more mortals passed the test! They found the time for a poor beggar man So there’s bound to be hope for all the REST!"