Anonymous

She has to save to buy the gifts
Once round the year the kids cant miss
Bridles on spending hasnt helped much
She tries harder before the day shows up

a week before, while she's at work
in a wistful mind with a trail of thoughts

she finds a cover at her desk
Inside was a bill and a note that read
"Friend...I know the goings been tough
Maybe this will help you enough"

Without a faintest clue of who it was
she looks for the anonymous friend that played her part
Nobody realizes the scribble to date
A gesture that would keep her awake

For what mirth there is left in life
If the love for giving isn't realized