I watch you from a distance Though you know not I see And as I watch I wonder What must your story be
I can see some truths about you But they are very few I have more questions than answers As I wonder about you
I know you are someones daughter Could you be a mother Do you have a sister Or maybe even a brother
I know you had a father I ask"Did he love you true" Who might your mother be And did she care for you
Where did you once live Did you have a home Do you have anyone Or do you live life alone
Is it your choice to live alone Is there no one with which to share Do you have someone to love you And someone for which you care
When did your journey start Were you loved when it began Do you have any hope today Or do you just wish that life would end
No, I do not know you Your joys or your sorrows But I wonder do you know There is hope for tomorrow
To me you are a mystery Only God knows your glory When I see you I wonder But God knows your story
I wrote this poem today as I sat at a local park having some quiet time and a cup of coffee. I noticed a woman under the pavilion who appeared to beΒ Β homeless. I watched her for a while ,then she gathered up her belongings ,put them into a bag and walked away. As I sat there watching her these thoughts came to me and I wondered, What is your story ? August 19,2014 7:00 AM Finch