Bring Them Home
Standing long.
Others gone.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
In the cold.
Yet unsold.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
No star atop.
No tinsel plop.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
No fireside glow.
No light show.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
No child in awe.
No homey thaw.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
No lights to wrap
Each arm of sap.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Weary of waiting.
Hope dissipating.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
So many left.
A home bereft.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Every tree
Embodies the need.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Homeless child.
Fears run wild.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Out of the cold
To warmth enfold.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Feed these trees.
Do not let them freeze.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Wrap them ‘round
With love abound.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
Then they’ll grow
New branches show.
Instead of a heap
On sidewalk to sleep.
Bring them home.
Bring them home.
-jpe
December 23, 2011.
Thinking of all the Christmas trees not chosen, still waiting, still unwanted. And of children and families in need, still waiting for provision this year. Of children around the world waiting for a sponsor. Of families without a home longing for a place to call their own.
A poem for Family Promise, for Out of the Garden Project, for Compassion International, for Samaritan’s Purse, and many other groups who do so much to relieve all in need.
A Very Merry and Joyous Christmas to All!!
December 26, 2011 at 11:51 pm
Thank you for the sober reminder of those who go wanting during the holidays.
December 27, 2011 at 6:12 pm
I hope you had a great Christmas. Sometimes we forget those who don’t have a family to share the holidays with or a place to stay.
Happy New Year!
December 29, 2011 at 1:54 pm
I do love that poem.