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I Know Him

HE sat on the stoop as I pass, this OLD MAN;
HIS Eyes are on me. I do not know HIM.
HE told me to "GO HOME BEFORE THE RAIN".
One drop of rain touches my face before I entered my door.
A STORM IS COMING.
Morning. The storm has passed.
A feeling of warmth surrounds me.
Still, I see this OLD MAN sitting on the stoop.
HE told me to "GO THE OTHER WAY" to work.
I don't know why, but I listened.
No one's at work; a fire blazing.
I pass the OLD MAN this evening.
HIS Eyes are on me, my eyes are on HIM.
He smiles, I smile.
I look into HIS Eyes; HE looks into my eyes
AND AT THIS MOMENT I KNOW WHO HE IS!

Copyright © Catherine J. Broussard | Year Posted 2023

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William Darnell Sr Date: 11/15/2024 4:46:00 AM I very good testimony and a test of listening. We are often tested by people we think our just people. Astute and aware you were and I admire how just listened without asking for an explanation.(The storm has passed. A feeling of warmth surrounds me. Still, I see this OLD MAN sitting on the stoop. He told me to "GO THE OTHER WAY" to work.) I love these lines, A Great Narrative in this testimony. Warm Regards, William Login to Reply Catherine J. Broussard Date: 11/17/2024 3:04:00 PM Thank you!!! This poem inspired me to write a book entitled “I KNOW HIM”