The Gift
You saw me on the street today,
Your eyes met mine, I heard you pray.
You went on to the grocery store,
You purchased needs, and a bit more.
I saw you pick up things for me,
Gifts of soup and bottled tea.
You placed those items in your cart,
And I could see your loving heart.
Then you drove back, and in your eyes,
I saw me in your face.
You like the moon reflecting light,
You were reflecting grace.
Your light was from the Son,
And His love for everyone.
You said God bless, I said I will,
My blessing is upon you still.
Whatever you've done for the least of these,
In His name, you have done for me.
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