THANKSGIVING EVE

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.