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He watched them from a doorway sitting on a pavement step
cuz when it came to social graces he was hopeless quite inept
when the choir started singing something loosed way deep inside
it was an Easter morning hymn that broke his torment stride
hungry, broken, and impoverished, he was always left behind
in a church now full of empty, only Jesus - drew his kind
when the light spilled forth in darkness he fast huddled on a bench
hunched and frozen, cold as iron, no one there to claim the stench
stained glass windows pure of vision beaming down upon his crown
there beneath the bench an egg from a child's hand fallen down
slowly peeling off the wrapper he did chew with wonderous smile
Christ had given him a chocolate, he was feeling quite worthwhile!
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2018
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2021
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