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Holidays

There are many ways of celebrating this holiday season

New Year’s ball dropping, campfire making s’mores, Christmas caroling

All of them are better with family and friends

Sometime we take for granted the gifts we have

And I’m not talking about the ones under the tree

But what of those people who have no family, no friends to share this spirit of joy with?

 

Our soldiers on foreign lands

The elderly in nursing homes

The homeless on the street

What does the holidays mean to them?

Standing outside in the cold looking at the logs burning in the fireplace

What can we do too bring love into another’s heart?

 

So before that meal

Before that football game

Before opening your gifts

 

Give thanks

Because there is little difference between you and them

Think

About those in need,

Do something

For others who are hurting or in pain.

 

 

 


Strange Coincidence

Today on the news, there was a story about a baby that was found abandoned in a church’s nativity scene.

The exact same thing happened in a book that I finished writing last year.

I was sending it out to publishers.

I was going to self-publish it January 1, 2016 if I had no interest.

But after finding out about this real life event, I hit the publish button.

A Walk in the Valley is now available for sale.

Here is the info:

A Walk in the Valley

Authored by A. F. Winter

List Price: $12.99

6″ x 9″ (15.24 x 22.86 cm) Black & White on White paper 220 pages

ISBN-13: 978-1490902869 (CreateSpace-Assigned) ISBN-10: 1490902864 BISAC: Fiction / Action & Adventure

A Walk in the Valley is one man’s journey to self discovery. John B. has been living on the streets for several years after a personal tragedy destroyed his idyllic life. At first he believes that the visions he sees are hallucinations brought about by alcohol but he soon realizes they are spirits of the dead. They will not give him peace until he helps them. This novel is part horror, part detective, and part spiritual awakening.

CreateSpace eStore: https://www.createspace.com/4347912


While Paris is Bleeding

While Paris is bleeding

We complain about the decorations

On our coffee cups.

We talk about building walls to keep illegals out

So they can’t pick the crops we place on our tables.

 

While Paris is bleeding

We engorge ourselves becoming obese

While our neighbor’s children have not eaten today.

We make plans for Thanksgiving

As another Black youth is buried too soon, too soon.

 

How can we not be aware of the sorrow that surrounds us?

All around us, every day.

 

While Paris is bleeding

We go on serenely

With only distractions to clutter our lives.

 

And we think that God loves us

Because, in our minds, we are doing so well.

So we stand up, fists clenched, and angrily yell,

“Damn all of you sinners, you’re going to hell!”

At the homeless veteran, the impoverished child,

The tired and poor, the huddled masses

Asleep at the foot of our Liberty bell.

 

And Paris is bleeding.

Jerusalem too.

And Beirut is bleeding.

And Yemen, Cairo, the Ukraine and Kabul.

And Nigeria, Denmark, and Istanbul

And Blacksburg, Sandy Hook, Chattanooga,

And Charleston is bleeding.

We bleed too.