Street Angel

Street Angel


I met a woman
who lives on the streets.
All her belongings
fit in her backpack.

She has sparkling blue eyes,
a smile that would light heaven itself.
She looked cold.
I asked her how long
she'd been on the streets.
She replied, "I don't know....too long."
She is thirty-four,
but looks older.

She told me her story.
I won't repeat it,
but, to give you
some idea
recall your worst fears,
your worst nightmares
rolled into one.
That's the way
her story starts,
it only gets worse
from there.

I brought her a sandwich
and a coffee.
She said, "God bless you."
He did.
Immediately,
a wave of joy spread
throughout my body
and stayed there
all day long.

I have been blessed
by an Angel.