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Angel Unaware
I saw an old man sitting by the road
His coat was torn, and his cap was low
It was clear he had no place to go
Life had given him too heavy a load.
I thought to stop and offer to share
To make his life a tiny bit better
Considered the apostle's simple letter
Possibly to entertain angel unaware
The pressure of time and place to be
Overcame my sense of charity
Only a moment to think of disparity
Before turning my thoughts to think of me.
Copyright ©
L Milton Hankins
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