The call came late on that one special night.

There was a soul need.

The family frowned at my stated plight,

But surrendered to the deed.

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So out I trudged in the blustery snow

To offer one my care.

I must admit that my heart was cold

Leaving all warmth back there.

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For the spell of home on Christmas Eve

Was not so easy lost.

Yet, on I traveled, my heart reserved

Accepting of the cost.

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The worried friend found solaced care

And peace was found to reign.

I returned to the storm with lightened hope

The blessed home to gain.

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In the deepening snow my eye caught sight

A fellow there stranded.

Spinning wheels tossed far the snow

Yet still remained high landed.

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I thought of home and passing by

In the troubles of the night.

Try as I may, I could not remove

Knowing what was right.

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Great effort worked to free the car

We fully used out might.

Amid the splattering filthy snow

A victim was set right.

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Onward home in my well chilled form

I crossed inviting trails.

I met with the quiet sleeping sounds;

As there all trouble fails.

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The morning came with all the joy;

Smiles upon each face.

The night was lost in morning’s hope

As future now in place.

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Then a different sound was heard

Beyond the family door.

The porch was searched, a package found;

No sign to tell us more.

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Cautiously we pried the box

Each peered as well inside.

A tiny angel and note were there

Then tears flowed in a tide.

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The message told of angelic deed

That brought a father there;

To his longing, worried family

Safe from the weather’s snare.

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Gratitude seemed not enough in

Expression of a heart,

But the actions of one kind soul

Imbed to never part.

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My troubles all seemed small indeed

A soul’s heart in reprieve.

Oh, not the ones consoled last night

Instead the one in me.

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Russell Lake Dyer

12/1/2023