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