An Innocent Question

This is a tale of a little boy That stood outside a store Barefoot on a freezing day Peering through the door   A kindly lady stopped to ask What he longed to buy? 'To my God, I’m praying for shoes’   Was the lad's reply. Taking his tiny hand in hers She stepped inside the store ‘Socks and shoes for him’ she said  Pointing to the boy before   Seating then the boy she knelt And cleaned in quiet retreat Drying them with a towel placed The shoes on the boy’s feet   She bought another pairs of socks Her purse would then allow Patting fondly the boy she said 'You’ll be comfortable now.' But as she turned to leave the store The little face came to life Catching her hand he innocently asked, 'Are you God's wife ?'

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[Ed Hart]

you are definitely a poet for the people, kind sir