Footpath Angel For the Fingerless Glove
as you lay down beside me in peace whilst you sleep
i think of the pain thats stored in you so deep
amazed every day just how you still show so much care
the worlds full of goodness but yours is quite rare
you would give your last breath to help a struggling sol
you can see in a person when lives taking its tol
you put everyone first and share whats left all around
you would never think twice to give up your last pound
a wondering stranger catches a climpse of your eye
theres is never a time that youve walked on by
seeing more than the man you see the torture inside
you stop and talk to the man and help restore his lost pride
an outstretched hand you will offer to the fingerless glove
like his saint and his angel thats been sent from above
not a judgement is made or pity heard in her tone
just a desire to show him that he is not all alone
teaching our children the value of charity
that the beggers position is not self explanitory
to sit down by ther side and lend an ear to their words
showing that there are angels amongst the ignorant herds
the man with no name is the same as any other
inside is the story for this book with no cover
a little deeper to dig will open up this best seller
you take a hold of his hand as his story he tells ya
as we said our goodbyes he whispeared thanks in my ear
with one last act of compassion you wiped away his first tear
an example of just how to live and how we all should just love
you gave a man normal who wears fingerless gloves
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