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On the High street each day,
rain or shine he’s there, the preaching man.
Claims he knows Jesus, personally.

A relationship that glosses his eyes,
makes something in him shine
when he speaks about it.

He tells everyone this good news,
most just walk by, but every once in a while
someone listens.

And then you might notice,
this is a man in the world,
who has found a friend.

People watching, one of my favourite pastimes. There is always someone or something to see in the world.