A Christmas Carole

A Christmas Carole

A Christmas Carole

A Christmas Carole


The sparkling colors

Floating on the festive air,

My eyes were shaken,

By the figure

Of a Blind beggar,

Glued to my car-window!

Before I knew,

My fingers dropped

A ten buck bill

Into his torn pocket

Poking a guilt-ridden hole

In my heart brimming

With the festive mirth

“Jingle bells” tune

Suddenly filled the

Air around me,

As he muttered,

“Don’t you disturb me

During business hours!”

Putting his cell-phone

And my pensive mood

In a silent mode!

© Copyright 2014, All rights reserved, Vishwas Vaidya

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