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I was tired, my feet were sore
Knocking hard on every door. I found people shunned my face Did not even have the grace To hear what I was selling And I almost gave up telling. Then I knocked upon a door My heart feeling low and sore There she was, a smile so wide And she welcomed me inside. Let me see what I can buy I need lots, I nearly cried. Not only did she buy my wares But I knew she really cared Like Jesus when he begged for food And the woman was so good. Years have gone we met again Small world I said, now she`s my friend. I won`t forget that special day When she did not turn me away This angel gave me back my faith In this mostly Human race. Some people can be almost evil But I know for every devil There are ten angels just like her Thank you dear for being there. Have a happy day each day May just good things come your way You deserve it, yes you do. Thank you dear for being You. Vote for this poem |
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