You only knew me for a moment, a blink of an eye,
But you were honest when it would’ve been easier to lie.
I met you in passing, you could have seen me as a con,
But you respected my feelings, became a friend to lean on,
You were there even when it was hard. I had nothing to give you.
But you gave to me anyway, and said, I didn’t owe you.
You showed me kindness, helped me, though you didn’t know me,
You may never know the impact your kindness had on me.
If you are reading this, I hope you know now,
Your smallest act grew to be my saving grace somehow.
If you are not reading this, I’ll tell you later, in The Good Place,
that I am grateful for your integrity and for God’s saving Grace.

Leave a comment