A Kind Heart Without a Home.

I met Paul today, just the night before I cried myself to sleep.

Pitty tears from sad eyes sort of like Pauls.

But for different reasons of course

Paul had sad eyes from his uncertain circumstance and see me, me too actually.

All Paul asked me for was the time today,

before I'd offered him a piece of pizza, I thought maybe he'd be hungry.

He so politely declined and I went on about my way, walking my neighbors dogs watching them play.

But Paul never left my vision

I went back with water bottled hands

Paul was a sweet hearted man, when I came back he was crying.

He stopped when he saw me, wiped away his tears.

I told him he was the first kind hearted human I'd encountered in days

I told him I appreciated his stay, I needed to encounter his presence today.

Paul is the reason I won't cry pitty tears today, he saved my idea of humanity.

He reminded me that people are good, even when their circumstance is not, people still decide to be good.

There's so many blessings in that.

Today before I go to sleep, I'll pray for Paul.

Pray that God makes a way for a good hearted human I encountered today.