Special Friend.


I was sitting in the park one day.
When a man walked by me and said.
Hello good day.
I looked in his eye's and the sorrow I read.
And I thought oh the tears he must shed.
So I decided to follow him to see where he go.
And Lord behold would you know.
He walked into a church.
Still so curious I followed to see.
As I walked through the door's he noticed me.
He said come sit with me friend.
I replid. Why do you have sorrow in your eye's?
He looked at me and said.
I can hear your soul cry.
He said do you go to chruch my friend?
I said no this is the first I'v been.
He said you know God is coming soon someday?
And with that I began to Pray.
I thanked him for my special friend.

good stuff, blueeye!

thank you for sharing blueeyed

A person completes the circle of give and take, these we call our friend.

Good one again

good one

Thank you all very much

Excellent and one of my favorites blueeyes!!

That was so sweet...thanks for sharing

Great poem, thank you for posting.

beautiful

It's very.....touching

Thank you for sharing it