He walked with his eyes lowered head to the ground.
When he saw me, he spoke, and I took in his sight.
He was scruffy and rageddy.
In his eyes was no light.
He said mam I am hungry.
He was very polite.
I said tohim softly, “no money have I” but
I will buy u sum food wid dese food stamps of mine.
He walked on in silence this homeless old man.
And he said give me ur no. , I will repay wen I can.
As he walked down d grocery store
Like a child he picked sumthn n asked for sum more.
I gladly told him to fill all his needs.
Coz in my life tym I had done sum bad deeds.
I will never forget, as he went his way.
Coz he gave me sumthin I can never repay.
He gave me a chance to give wat I cud.
A chance to show love to the misunderstood.
A chance to feed sumone, wen no1 else wud.
A chance to be special, a chance to b gud.
I will ever b grateful to d stranger in rags.
For showing me love in few grocery bags.
For letting me b d 1 who had more.
For letting me answer his knock at my door.
U c I am no angel
Though I have always wanted to b.
I have hurt many people by just being me.
And this man, this stranger, who did not pass me by.
Set free for an instant
AN ANGEL TO FLY!!
