found poem

There was nothing
of high mark
in this.
They were not
a handsome family;
they were not
well dressed;
their shoes
were far
from being water-proof;
their clothes
were scanty;
and Peter might
have known,
and very likely did,
the inside
of a pawnbroker’s.
But,
they were happy,
grateful,
pleased
with one another,
and contented
with the time;
and when they faded,
and looked
happier yet
in the bright sprinklings
of the Spirit’s torch
at parting,
Scrooge had his eye
upon them,
and especially
on Tiny Tim,
until the last.

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This poem is in response to the Holiday Found Poetry prompt at We Write Poems, and was literally found. It is a paragraph from Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol.

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