Dream's Treat Poem by Denis Martindale

Dream's Treat



As I walked in the street,
I met a beggar, asking for some money.
I gave him a few pounds and went on.

As I walked in the street,
I met an old man, asking for directions.
I gave him a few roads he had left to go.

As I walked in the street,
I met a Poppy Appeal fundraiser.
I gave him a few pounds and then a 'Thank you! '

As I walked in the street,
I met a preacher asking, 'Are you saved? '
I gave him a handshake and I said, 'Amen! '

As I walked in the street,
I met the Saviour, Lord Jesus, my friend!
I gave Him everything, my heart and my love...

When I awoke from the dream,
I could still remember the face of Jesus...
It took ages to draw and paint, but it's done...
Every time I pray at home, I gaze at His face.
I call my picture, 'The Master Peace'...


Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2011.

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