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 Do you remember just last week,
as you were leaving the church
there was a man in a wheelchair -
who had an empty stare...
Did you see him over there,
did you see him?
Did you see me? I was there.
Do you remember a while back?
There was a family by a grave.
Did you see them as they cried -
their family member gone, from suicide...
Did you see them over there..
did you see them?
Did you see me? I was there.
Do you remember just the other day,
on the other side of the street,
a lady and her baby -
they were not dressed for the weather,
it was cold...
Did you see them there,
did you see them?
Did you see me? I was there.
Now maybe tomorrow, maybe any day,
you may see a lady - at the park
on her knees, under a tree -
She may be praying, she may be in need...
Will you see her over there,
will you see her?
Will you see me? I'll be there.
poem by Deb Patrin
e-mail her about it at patrin@sherbtel.net
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