In the Bleak Midwinter

I see so many people in my job working in a public library. You can't tell if someone is homeless just by looking. Nobody should have to be without a home. Especially kids and teens.

The words to an old Christmas song came to me, "In the Bleak Midwinter.." because it's cold this time of year, even here in Arizona.

"In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone…

If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;

Yet what I can I give Him...?"

Angel in the Wreckage

Angel in the Wreckage, originally uploaded by askthemoon.

My library workplace has demolished this lovely light sconce that stretched above checkout. Now machines do that task, and a library angel marks the moment of loss.