TWO FACES OF AN ANGEL

Is It Possible 

That I once passed You 

On The Streets ? 

And I thought to Myself...

What A Strange Looking

Creature That Is.

SO MANY FACES.

Is It Possible

I Saw You Sleeping

On A Bench in The Park 

As the Winters Cold

Wrapped You in it's Blanket ?

SO MANY FACES.

Is It Possible

That as I was Carrying

My Bags of Food from the market, 

You Asked Me for spare change ?

SO MANY FACES.

Is It Possible

That I once thought ,

Somewhere Deep In my Mind 

That the freakish way 

You looked was wrong ?

That Instead of Sleeping

On that Park Bench

Out in the Dead of Winter,

You should Get a Job ,

Find a Place to live

And Get Out of the Park

Where My Children Play.

Is It Possible

That I Really ever thought 

You had wanted that spare change

In My pocket for food 

Instead of drugs ?

WELL...

I AM THINKING NOW. 

Maybe that look You wear

Is not freakish at all 

But unique. 

A Reflection Of the Inner Beauty

That Shines from Deep within . 

AND IM THINKING NOW...

Maybe Your Sleeping 

On the Park Bench

Because,

 It's  the only place for You to

lay your head this night. 

AND IM THINKING NOW...

Could that spare change

have been for some

small bit of food.

Did I ever stop 

For a  second in time

And Think...

This Is :

 Somebody's

 Daughter; 

Or Sister;

Or Mother?

DID I EVER STOP TO THINK:...

Is This Somebody's Angel?

WELL I AM STOPPING TO THINK. 

&

STOPPING TO LOOK.

Not at the Clothes. 

Not at the Hair. 

Not at the Tattoos.

Not at the Piercings.

Not to See

 If Your clean or dirty

Or if Your rich or poor.

What I am stopping to do is Just to

Smile to Myself. With an inner serenity

and peace in My spirit.

Because I have come to know

That Angels Have many Faces.

SO MANY FACES. 

And Today I know...

You Are Someone's Angel

Maybe...Even Mine.

By: Pam Gallo

Dreamer

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