Shirley Hall Milkoff
I picked up a book at a garage sale.
Its cover was worn and pages bent.
The book opened to a page with a picture of Christ.
It was the only page in perfect condition.
When I looked into His eyes I had to have that book
and couldn't wait to get home to read it.
I had grown away from religion with my busy life, even
though I had been deeply religious in my younger days. After returning home I looked at the picture of Jesus
and heard the voices of angels singing His