"The Poor Soul"~a poem

THE POOR SOUL

 

I met a poor soul today he had no shoes

Or means and as I approached to help him.

Out, he smiled with such a gleam.

This poor soul had no riches to see him through

 

This life but, God was with him dearly.

To ease his lonely strife.

I asked how he could survive,To make it day by day.And with grace his answer to me was, "Open your heart and simply pray".

 

So I took advice from poor soul it was humble, plain and true

That" with God you shall be lifted and He'll take Good Care of You!".

 

Robyn L.Wolf c.1997 ( poem from the inspirational crystal collection)

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