Love Ya
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I do not attend church but I do believe in God…
like many she’s a God I cannot see
and I am often quite amazed and awed at the signs she sends to me.
Usually I see no-one when I walk in the early morning dark
but today a young couple was sitting on a bench on the edge of our city park.
They looked so happy sitting there I wondered if they were newlyweds
I waved and as I passed by…”Love Ya” they both said.
Love Ya…when I heard those words I was immediately taken aback
and though I did not know this couple “Love Ya too” I instinctively hollered back.
Those two words were the extent of our conversation…
lasting only as long as they were said.
But for the rest of my walk I was smiling as ‘Love Ya’ echoed in my head.
I was amazed how these simple but beautiful words spoken by strangers along the way
could cause such immediate joy and influence my day.
Continuing my walk I noticed a man coming toward me…soon he’d be passing me by
So filled with the confidence joy instills…I thought I’d give ‘Love Ya’ a try.
He said good morning as he passed…and the moment he turned his head…
Good morning, have a nice day and….Love ya…is what I said.
Our conversation was over quickly…lasting only a short while
and I’m pretty sure once his initial shock wore off I saw that old man smile.
Instead of heading home I ran back to the bench
to thank the couple for the love they chose to share
but when I returned they were gone…
which made me wonder…were they ever really there?
Or perhaps they were two angels…
sent down to say a ‘Love Ya’ just for me….
A reminder to me to spread some love
from a God I cannot see.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2020
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