Easter Kindle

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