Angel Neighbor
ANGEL NEIGHBOR
When I think of goodness and unusual presence
I recall just one name – Mr. Germaine
Our next door neighbor, just a common man
Just a man, but one fulfilling some celestial plan
In those childhood years we never knew him to anger
But always with a smile, and time to talk a while
He had a little dog. Its name was Jelly Bean
Just a pup, but the most angelic pup we’d ever seen
When I think of innocence, absence of ‘mean’
I always think of seeking, petting Jelly Bean
There are some men who sing praise, profess their faith, their love
Call on the Lord, fold hands, point blue skies above
But then, every now and then, there are these angel men,
Just their loving selves, both early and late
A mystery to all how they radiate
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