The Cafe
I was sitting quietly
In a small café
Nothing too fancy
Just out of the way
An older woman sat
Across all alone
Along came a man…
Give me all that you own
The woman was unshaken
And softly smiled
How are you child…
Sit down a while
This angered the stranger
He had a menacing frown
Give me your money
I don’t want to sit down
I will give you all I have
She went on to say
But it won’t change
What led you here today
I know your path has been troubled
You’ve come so far
But listen to my child…
Because I see who you are
I don’t see your money or home
Those things can vary
I see a life made from love
Even if you are wary
I see the little boy
Who still holds out hope
That the troubled man…
On the unsteady slope
Will become the angel
That he was meant to be
It wasn’t chance son…
That brought you to me
Your whole life was planned
To the very last letter
The message I have for you…
May make things better
For any other person
You may have selected
May have given up
Or worse than you expected
But I, dear child,
I see you deeply
One with a good heart…
Who loves uniquely
I see the child in your soul
Crying for relief
I see the beauty in your eyes…
So far from a thief
Sit down my son…
Let me buy you a meal
What I am giving…
You could never steal
I am giving you your freedom
I am handing you your soul
I am feeding a broken heart…
And a life yet untold
I watched his hardened face soften…
A tear I wiped away
When the woman at the table
Spared his soul that day
I watched intently,
As she touched his hand so smooth
And by the end of her meal …
I saw him too
I saw the life filled with obstacles
And tears by the mile
A loving face he had….
Hidden away for a while
But by the time they both left the place
One thing I can decree
IN him she saw GOD…
Just as she saw it in me
Bless the woman for this lesson…
May we all again learn
That from which we came…
We most certainly shall return