I knew you were beautiful when you said hello
and came over to sit next to meWe chatted easily and I didn’t feel nervous
and you didn’t ask of me questions without answersI knew you were beautiful when you gifted your time
and spoke to me….not as a victim with wounds on show
but as a person of purpose and missionWe spoke of futures and horizons
We spoke of bravery and focus
We spoke of our Lord’s love and will
I spoke…. you spoke… we both listenedThen you left
and I was certain I’d just met God
©Vivian Zems
February 4, 2019 at 2:26 pm
What a lovely poem which captures an encounter with a kindred spirit so well!
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February 4, 2019 at 5:55 pm
Thank you 😊
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February 4, 2019 at 6:18 pm
My pleasure Vivian
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February 4, 2019 at 6:34 pm
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February 4, 2019 at 4:55 pm
Nice written!
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February 4, 2019 at 5:55 pm
Thank you 😊
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February 4, 2019 at 4:55 pm
Love it…keep blogging!
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February 4, 2019 at 5:52 pm
Thank you! And the same to you:)
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