Sometimes I wonder where it went.
The spirit that made gave people give.
It meant so very much to my family. It went beyond words that care took a human form.
I see people passing the buckets that will help others with their pocket change.
They don’t have pocket change
The money you would find in the cushions of your couch are groceries for them
This year a few dollars can make a difference for a family
This is a mom I know Kids I have met
Needs I have seen
Complaints I never heard.