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I met a woman
who lives on the streets.
All her belongings
fit in her backpack.
She has sparkling blue eyes,
a smile that would light heaven itself.
She looked cold.
I asked her how long
she’d been on the streets.
She replied, “I don’t know….too long.”
She is forty-four,
but looks older.
She told me her story.
I won’t repeat it,
but, to give you
some idea,
recall your worst fears,
your worst nightmares
rolled into one.
That’s the way
her story starts,
it only gets worse
from there.
I brought her a sandwich
and a coffee.
She said, “God bless you.”
He did
immediately,
A wave of joy spread
throughout my body
and stayed there
all day long.
I have been blessed
by an Angel.
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This amazing, I love it!
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Thank you. Over a period of five years this woman became a close friend. She passed on earlier this year at the age of 49. She is sadly missed by many people who were used to her presence on the street.
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Very good keep up the good writing
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Love this…thank you for sharing. Ann
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Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Your welcome
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Blessings to you Dennis
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Your attention was probably her greatest joy. To give of oneself is to be human.
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The most beautiful people are those that have lived in hell and still have the strength to love. Beautiful story/poem! Brought a tear to my eye.
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