TO A YOUNG VAGRANT

When you went
Into the morning sun,
Handsome, young and clean.
It seemed as though
For you life had begun
While we were shadows on
an ancient screen.

When you went
It was with gratitude,
But then our home has
always been, a place where
you could come regardless
of your mood
To eat, to wash and leave
refreshed and clean.

When you went
There was relief
For you seemed to have survived
the street.
Strengthening a strong belief
That Jesus guards your
every heart beat.

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