Christmas is the joyous time of the year to many, but for the children on the streets Christmas is like an ordinary day until one takes time to share.
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.

Image via flickr/vetlife2005
In a cold December night
In a crowded place
Many hands upclose
But no one holds
A child that no one holds.
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