'The Christmas Jar Poem'

Effingham, New Hampshire:

(Please enjoy this Christmas Jar poem submitted by a very grateful recipient.)

Down on our luck

About all tapped out

Losing faith in humanity

Crying for help

To God above

Wondering what we could do

A phone call

On December eve

Changed all that

I am a friend of a friend

The voice on the phone said

I would like to drop

Something off for your family.

Tonight is fine, my wife said.

A car pulls in front of the house

A knock on the front door

A shadow slides something

Inside the front door.

When my eyes finally adjust

I see a jar

I carry it to the dining room.

Inside the large jar

Is a pile of change

Tinged with green bills too.

Our Christmas is made

And faith restored

That someone does care.

Inside also contained

A copy of “The Christmas Jar”

Read the book I did that night

With a tear in my eye

I finished the book.

Thank you to the angel

Who did care

To help a family in need

And restore our faith

In humanity.