The Yard Sale
The corner of the sign caught my eye,
"YARD SALE" was all it read.
My car was trained on what to do,
As it turned it jerked my head.
As I rounded the corner of that busy street,
I could not believe my eyes.
This was the biggest yard sale I had ever seen.
It stretched as far as the big, blue sky.
There were clothes, what-nots, toys and curtains,
An umbrella and even a car!
My mind was lost in the moment.
Then I spotted that simple, little jar.
The sign read "DONATIONS PLEASE",
And a picture of a child was there.
She had the most beautiful, big blue eyes;
But sadly she had no hair.
My heart knew what I needed to do,
Though little money I had.
I really wanted that umbrella there;
But her eyes looked oh so sad.
So, I emptied my change into that jar,
And peace flowed over me.
God turned my life around that day;
Through a "YARD SALE", He made me see.
Copyright © Sherry Smith | Year Posted 2013
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