We are all God's children...

Good morning!
I wrote a little poem about my encounter with a homeless man as I was stopping for coffee one morning...

I remember one morning, all bright and sunny
Being approached by a man who was asking for money.
"Instead," I replied, "come here with me;
I'll buy you some coffee, some orange juice, or tea."

He eagerly followed me into the shop.
Looking disheveled with hair like a mop.
His clothes were all ragged and dirty at best,
I ordered his coffee; he sat down to rest.

As I awaited the order, I asked the old guy,
"Are you hungry, dear sir? Can I get you some pie?"
He rose and approached me with "thanks" in his eyes,
And ordered a sandwich instead; he was wise.

He went to the counter to wait for his food
While the manager approached me, all stuffy and rude.
"Did this homeless guy bother you? Was he a pest?"
I answered quite calmly, "No, mam, he's my guest."

I left there quite happy with what I had done.
And wondered just where his next meal would come from.
'Cause people judge others they don't understand
But we are God's children; be kind to all man.

HAVE A WONDER-FILLED DAY!
Love,
Kathy