Little Helpers by Maj Ikle

Faces in this shelter
soften in the steam of
one Xmas dinner
I strive not to stare
at the pain scratched
in there
We’ve come to cook
they are gifting us
shiny halos
again this year
Before we drive home
to houses bursting
full of gear.
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