i was standing there at 5:00 a.m.
outside, in the cool
watching, drinking a cuppa
a wheelchair slowly approaches in the dark
he stops and looks at me
i asked how he was doing - " tired; very tired " he said
he asked if the ' padre ' was here, then answered his own question - ' of course not .. '
said he needed to sleep ..
i wheeled him in
hot breakfast
a smile from him made my day
he can sleep in the back of the room, behind the divider, for a few hours
without fear
crash
Master, thanks for being here to help him today ..
peace
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