Bill Grace

Modern Samaritan - Poem by Bill Grace

The former green beret
turned author
talked writing
talked books and self publishing
talked about a gold star father.
I listened
I proded
I preened
I offered support.
Never had I intended
to lose a morning listening.

God sends us strangers.
Was this man an angel
with the disability
of an arcade?
Was I listening
for God's whisper?
How hard it is
to stop for strangers
with a heart focused
on a thousand other things.

Topic(s) of this poem: listen

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014

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