TAKE SUPPER WITH ME
The sun was setting, shadows stretched out beyond the hills,
A breeze suddenly came forcing leaves from the ageing trees.
Chilly on this night as a pile of wood rests waiting for a warm fire,
A roof over this mans head, supper on the stove, and a bed to call my own.
Step out do I to have a smoke from my pipe, relaxing while a meal is cooking,
I see in the distance a stranger with body movement of desperation, pacing.
Examine the situation do I as this most lonely, scared person, loiters,
Call to him I do, are you okay!, i watch as this soul looks my way,
Be weary of strangers I think to myself but there is no worry here.
Come in out from the cold and take supper with me, it’s your choice,
I was taking a chance, in the end the chance I took changed someones life.