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Thoughts of a beggar at Xmas

I always thought I was a 'strong' man but this morning I put my head on my forearm
 and sobbed  like a woman - like that woman I knew and loved for so many years.

I have fallen on hard time you see, so outside the Cathedral with palm outstretched I stand

my wondering hand offered for common Alms... well, it's Christmas

and then in my  dirty palm  

A Stranger with a velvet collar to his coat pressed a crinkling Kingdom into my trembling palm

a £10, yes, a tenner.

So now, outsde the Cathedral  I bewildered stand -  as rich as Croesus and will sob no more. 

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