Monday, October 31, 2011


On one Thanksgiving Eve, I heard
a knock upon my door.
I knew this man had seen hard times 
by the tattered clothes he wore.
He asked if there was a place to stay
up the road ahead.
But with some hesitation, I asked,
"Come be my guest instead."
We had a simple meal,
and warmed up by the fire...
It seemed we talked for hours,
 then agreed to retire.
In my great excitement,
I awoke before the dawn.
But sometime in the night,
my new found friend had gone.
And he'd left a little note
just for me to read...
"As you've done it to the least of these,
you've done it unto Me."
I wondered for a moment
just what this message meant,
Then, suddenly, I realized
my guest was heaven-sent.


  1. NO words need to be added Toni, great post!

  2. I agree with Marja ~ great post, and thank you for that beautiful reminder!
    Hugs to you!

  3. Thank you, Marja and Amanda. God has blessed me with some amazing friends!

  4. That gave me goosebumps Toni!
    We can entertain Angels unaware!.

  5. What a beautiful poem, Toni! We should be thinking of those in need this Thanksgiving! Thanks for following my blogs! I'm also following you, and I'm looking forward to more of your posts! :-)

  6. Gwendolyn,
    If you go to my blog post dated, August 3, 2010, you can read the only poem in my book. It was written by my husband. Have a Happy Thanksgiving, Gwendolyn.