The Homeless Angel
The church bells were ringing
The night was crisp and cold
The carolers were singing
It was a scene to behold
The season, it was Christmas
Celebrating had begun
The mall was teeming with a crowd
Buying gifts and having fun
The people were all shopping
Too busy to stop and see
The man in the wheelchair
Cold and shivering steadily
He sat outside the mall that night
Without a warm coat that he could wear
All the shoppers passed him by
And did not think to share
After sitting in the cold night air
A miracle was staged
An angel came as a homeless man
With a shopping cart full of rags
The angel sauntered up quietly
To the man's very big surprise
Did not ask for money
But looked directly in his eyes
The angel asked the man if he was cold
and could his spirit use a lift
Without waiting for an answer
He stepped over to select his gift
He quickly dug into his cart of rags
and picked out the best blanket that was there
He placed the the gift upon the man
And showed that he did care
The homeless angel dawned a smile
And stepped away with his cart of goods
His simple act of mercy
Sent the message that it should
You see the man in the wheelchair
It was really me
My plight with fighting the cold night air
Only the homeless angel did see
His schedule wasn't too busy
To take a look around
And see the needs of others
And let charity abound
He gave from what was his hard work
He did so with great cheer
He took great pride in what he did
Caused me to shed a tear
I hope this story encourages you
To take a pause for this reason
To bless those you see in need
It is the spirit of the season.
Merry Christmas
Jeff Dyk
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