(Enjoy this story in the spirit and rhythm of The Night Before Christmas)
’Twas the season of kindness, when the year slows its pace,
When we pause to reflect and find comfort in place.
In lights glowing softly and meals shared with care,
In laughter that dances through warm winter air.
Yet for many this winter, that feeling feels thin,
As worry creeps quietly, settling in.
Instead of traditions or plans filled with cheer,
They’re facing a hard chapter, heavy with fear.
In a video shared during this tender time,
One small voice asks a question that stops us mid-line.
With eyes lifted gently, both hopeful and shy,
“Will Santa find us?” the little girl sighs.
And thanks to this community, caring and true,
We can answer with certainty, warmth breaking through.
Yes, you are seen. Yes, hope is still near.
Yes, you are held by compassion sincere.
More families than ever are coming our way,
Each carrying stories they didn’t plan to say.
A rent that rose quickly. A job that fell through.
A parent determined to keep children safe, too.
When they arrive weary, unsure and worn thin,
They find more than shelter; they find strength from within.
They find warmth and respect, and a path moving ahead,
Toward steadier ground and a safe place to tread.
So this holiday season, we ask from the heart,
To help play a loving, compassionate part.
Together, we offer what every child needs,
Safety, warmth and hope through generous deeds.
With heartfelt gratitude and warm wishes for the season.
