Goodwill

It's a cold, frigid day, and I'm
reflecting:
on the old, the out-of-work the poor,
the laid-off people, some dispirited,
some who hardly struggle anymore,

How are they -today?
one with a car that's broke,
and no money to fix it - walks,

Near my house, is a trailer park,
I watch the trekkers trek a 3 mile stretch
of un-sidewalked highway,
with groceries from WalMart
or to work, in Hardees uniforms,

Winter clothes cost money,
but, there is Goodwill..

Each year in cold spells there are fires,
who is the named culprit?
SPACE HEATERS,
that desperate people sometimes use,
to warm their houses and their bones,

We lucky, think of them-the struggling ones
-the misery that cold inflicts-
from time to time,
though, honestly, our things
concern us most, don't they?
and 'the poor ye always have with ye'
Right?

Perhaps I'll make a Goodwill drop,
after I'm finished with my tea.
that's the thing to do. Isn't it?.
Yes, Goodwill.

-Jorge999