Reuben For Christmas Poem by Curtis Johnson

Reuben For Christmas
By Curtis Johnson

From the streets of San Francisco in 1984
There came a stranger knocking on our door

He was known by all in the nationhood
His name was Reuben and he wanted food
We gave him a meal and it was good

Reuben kept coming by day after day
He was always hungry and not much to say

He was dirty, smelly, and tough to be around
He was tall, thin, and could use a few pounds

The Christmas Season was fast approaching
Everybody got busy shopping and rushing

Reuben spent his Christmas alone and cold
We decided this year to play a special role

On Christmas Day Reuben sat with our family
We all ate and shared our gifts most happily cj112406