A poem dedicated to the street children.
In a cold December night
A festive Christmas spirit fills the air
Christmas lights are above the trees
But below is a child on bended knees.
In a cold December night
A festive Christmas spirit fills the air
Christmas lights are above the trees
But below is a child on bended knees.
On a busy street
A child wanders
But who cares?
Everybody are into the holiday rush.
A child wanders
But who cares?
Everybody are into the holiday rush.
In a cold December night
In a crowded place
Many hands upclose
But no one holds
A child that no one holds.
In a crowded place
Many hands upclose
But no one holds
A child that no one holds.







