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[sid] => 7527
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => One November Day
[time] => 2002-11-26 23:40:00
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[bodytext] => Crisp breezes sweeping through the colored, fallen leaves
People pass bundled in scarves and coats hiding from the cold Red noses and cheeks come and go, begging for warmth I greet hurried eyes with a sweet simple smile To my left is a man, who is bearded and grey His eyes are not as hurried as the others Instead they are desperate and slow He waits for any sign of salvation To my right is a store covered in holiday lighting Luring customers in to continue their holiday shopping The "ding" of the cash register can be heard quite often Giving the impression that sales are doing well I continue walking in this cold November weather As I think about what I have seen It seems everyone is too involved with their own lives To care at all about their fellow mankind In this "season of giving", companies ask you to give to yousrelves Mankind is forgotten in the flurry of money Bearded grey men are left to themselves Left to make good of what they have: Nothing I turn back to the man I saw so sad on the street And invite him to my home for warmth, a shower, and a shave I buy him new clothes and ask nothing in return My only wish is that he gain control of his life this holiday This is what I have given mankind I haven't much more to give I know everyone deserves another chance Who am I to deny a homeless man one? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Adreana [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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