- Christmas Eve -
.. A man sits alone reading .. listening to the fireplace ..
.. It crackles violently .. the warmth forever embraced ..
.. Cause today was different .. he thought of his daughter Grace ..
.. And his heart would race everytime he envisioned her face ..
.. But you see it's Christmas Eve .. and unfortunately his wallet is empty ..
.. If he didn't get his daughter a gift both their hearts'd be empty ..
.. The thought was unsettling .. but out of nowhere he sparked an idea ..
.. To make money via shoveling snow - the old fasioned way ..
.. He glanced at the gray clouds .. knowing it was gonna rain ..
.. The shovel weighed eight pounds .. n' this man was almost fifty ..
.. So carrying it by his waist can also be risky ..
.. But this was irrelevant .. he'd been givin' superhuman strength ..
.. Given by God was this power .. till' he had money was it's length ..
.. No need to quench his thirst .. cause' his daughter came first ..
.. He'd rather steal a purse .. and get Grace what she wanted ..
.. But when he eye-balled the idea it's face became haunted ..
.. He fought to stay undaunted .. then walked up to a small house ..
.. Twas covered with Christmas decorations .. fortunately it was unplowed ..
.. His devilish frown turned upside down .. then he stepped up to the porch ..
.. Walked up with a pure heart .. unhesitantly he knocked on the door ..
.. An older woman answered .. she was overweight and in her forties ..
.. Out of courtesy she said do the the sidewalk .. n' I'll give you thirty ..
.. He tried his hardest to hold in his emotions .. cause now hope was alive ..
.. Thriving on the thought of how he could bring his daughter love ..
.. He picked up the shovel .. and put on the old withered gloves ..
.. Slightly above 10 degrees .. but this only increased his arthritis ..
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.. He finally was finished .. but it took him over an hour ..
.. n' Though he smelled rancid .. he didn't think of a shower ..
.. The quick yet powerful journey .. had surely left it's mark ..
.. For now he could afford a gift for his daughter and gas for the car ..
.. Which was parked in the driveway .. it was an ugly neon truck ..
.. But it got him from Point A to Point B .. so he didn't give a fuck ..
.. He started it up .. and meanwhile had yet another plot ..
.. He remembered how his daughter had told him what she wanted ..
.. She had said "Papa I want that wittle train that Amy's got ! ..
.. Then he remembered her pointing to the windows of the old pawn shop ..
.. So that's where headed .. and then he turned into the parking lot ..
.. He then got out of the truck .. and proceeded to go in to the store ..
.. Greeted an employee .. she wore a red n' white colored uniform ..
.. He quickly stopped her to ask .. about the train in the window ..
.. The young girl stood frozen .. then she responded with an "Oh ..
.. I'm sorry .. but I'm pretty sure we ran out of those" ..
.. It was a terrible blow he had suffered .. just one too many though ..
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.. Severe trauma to the head ..
.. A couple of crushed ribs ..
.. A fatal broken neck ..
.. When he got into a train wreck ..
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