Dream's Treat

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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As I walked in the street, I met a beggar, asking for some money. I gave him a few pounds and went on. As I walked in the street, I met an old man, asking for directions. I gave him a few roads he had left to go. As I walked in the street, I met a Poppy Appeal fundraiser. I gave him a few pounds and then a 'Thank you! ' As I walked in the street, I met a preacher asking, 'Are you saved? ' I gave him a handshake and I said, 'Amen! ' As I walked in the street, I met the Saviour, Lord Jesus, my friend! I gave Him everything, my heart and my love... When I awoke from the dream, I could still remember the face of Jesus... It took ages to draw and paint, but it's done... Every time I pray at home, I gaze at His face. I call my picture, 'The Master Peace'... Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2011.

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