LOVE AND PEACE

I saw him as he entered , dragging his bag behind.

He look so old and withered, face worn, and lined.

Yet there was about him, a light, that shined from within

It illuminated his countenance, and radiated his skin.

I cannot tell you where he came from, nor his very name

And yet, something about him, drew me near as if we were the same.

Child, he said…I come to tell you, that you are  special, a child of love

For we are one race, divined by above.  We separate each other, with walls,

lines and such, but its all in our own minds…we must begin to trust.

If we choose to love each other as it has been written by some,

then who knows the miracles that would happen in the harder times to come.

So I leave you with this memento, its not much really, just a token of respect.

He handed me a paper flower, its fragrance long since spent, as well as a

a garland of daisies to hand around my neck.

I bid you peace dear child..may you find it in your walk.  Keep the faith and remember,

the love is how you talk.  Share this with others, help them find their way, and maybe soon we’ll all

find peace is not too far away.

PEACE OUT