Homeless Man

L Laurence Overmire Laurence Overmire
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Head bowed down Sat at the side of a busy intersection Sign saying, : "Any change you could Spare would be a great Help." Normally, I would drive on by, a little Annoyed, a little disturbed But the light was red. I stopped. Unfortunate soul, this time I pulled out my wallet, dollar bill in hand I Motioned him over. He jumped with a start, a huge smile on His face, I gave him the dollar and I don't know why, but the words came out: "God bless you." Strange words for me, not quite in character "God bless you, " he replied. "I've been sitting here all day You're the first person To give me something I was praying just now and then I Looked up and there you were. Did you Hear my prayer? " "I must have, " I said. Again, not quite Sure how those words un-lodged from my Not-so-pious soul. He smiled, a toothy spaced-black grin I smiled too, out of all sense of lost control An unlikely pair, feeling just fine In this sometimes miserable and difficult world Life wasn't quite so bad after all. We knew. Somehow, somewhere, something Brought us together, a minor miracle Stopped for a moment at an impertinent red light And only a buck to pay the toll. ~ Laurence Overmire

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