Wrap Up Now

Cold has set in

And desire to keep inside

Much as possible.

Books, programs

Special meals perhaps.

But first down to the Mall

Black Friday rush

Things not really needed

But hey, the stuff is so cheap.

Christmas feelings

Accelerated.

Kristkindel Market

Back in action.

The stalls, the Bell Choir.

Folks milling about.

COVID? What Covid?

We must sense and fulfil

Community.

Weather notwithstanding.

There are those who miss out.

The homeless.

So many.

Their plight by most

Overlooked.

Their wanderings

Precious grocery carts stolen

Seemingly invisible traffic.

The reproach, isolation

Shivering, wavering drive.

Vocation is mere survival.

And soon perhaps

No tent cities.

Broken up for those

Nightly hard floor

Sleep spots, where

Nothing is certain.

Nothing is truly inviting.

All is impermanent.

And oh yes, Merry Christmas.

And thoughts of

That Other Family Wandering.

In cold situation.

Misunderstood.