Walking down the street
Cheeks pink from the cold,
Sierra's eyes are alight
With the warm Christmas glow.
Holding Mama's hand
Eye all the pretty gifts,
She doesn't think there's anything
They could've missed.
Time to head home,
All the gifts are bought.
Sierra's ready for cookies
And cocoa that's hot.
But passing a doorway
She can't help but stare.
a little girl near her age
With no coat to wear.
Mama tugs her along
It's starting to snow.
All the way home,
Sierra thinks about the girl she doesn't know.
What would it be like
She wondered in her warm home,
To have no toys, blankets or clothes,
To have no where to go?
Christmas morning dawns
Cold, bright and clear.
Time for family and friends,
Laughing and spreading cheer.
Sierra got a new coat
Of soft, supple leather.
She couldn't stop herself from thinking
Of the girl out in the snowy weather.
Later that night,
When all gifts are put away,
Mama and Daddy relaxing
After a fun but long day.
A story on the news
About a little body found in the snow.
Sierra grabs Mama's hand
Pleading " We've got to go!"
She grabs her beloved new coat
And Mama takes her to the place
Where she first saw
The tired little face.
But she wasn't there.
Sierra began to cry.
It just isn't right
Someone so young would die.
She shuffles her feet
Not yet ready to go.
Clinging desperately
To a small thread of hope.
Suddenly Sierra see's her
Coming down the street.
She's got a hat, scarf and mittens
And new shoes on her feet.
Sierra lets Mama take her home,
The little girl wearing her new coat.
When Mama asked why, she said it was right
To help the girl in the snow. |
Submission Name: The Girl in the Snow
