The snow falls gently, the world turns white,
But some hearts feel heavy on this silent night.
The twinkling lights, the carols sung,
Can echo sadness for those unsung.
For some, the season brings not cheer,
But whispers of worry, loud and clear.
Loneliness lingers, doubts take hold,
As the world outside seems bright and bold.
Yet in the dark, there shines a glow,
A warmth that says, "You're not alone."
For every heart that's feeling low,
There’s a hand to hold, a place to go.
Talk to your neighbour, a friend, a mate,
The weight feels lighter when you communicate.
And if no one's near, there's always a line,
A voice that will answer and give you their time.
Christmas isn’t just about gifts or feasts,
It’s the love we share with the lost and the least.
A smile, a word, a hug given free,
Can mend a heart, set a soul at ease.
So as the season fills the air,
Let’s remember those who need our care.
With every act of kindness we start,
We share the true gift: a connected heart.
By Glenn Marsden