A Blessed Heart
He asked for food,
We helped out,
He wanted a drink,
We gave from the spout,
He asked for a pillow,
And a place to rest,
We gave him a blanket,
Along side him on a warm bed,
A shower for comfort,
For a hard days work,
We blessed his heart,
As he turned ill,
No one else would help,
Even if he offered to work for his meal,
Laying there still,
With fever and chills,
We had did what we could,
As time passes by,
So many others,
Could have prevented,
This moment that arrived,
We had blessed his heart,
For his soul had moved on,
May he rest in peace,
And may others help others out,
As days go on....
Copyright © Tera Brown | Year Posted 2018
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