Handy Man
One summer dayI needed some help
A stranger on the horizon
He came quickly
We finished fast
I invited him in
He said a prayer and
We sat down to dinner
We ate well, ham and potatoes
And some white wine
Afterwards, he got up to leave
Then I noticed something
He was very familiar to me
As he turned and started
It hit me, it was Jesus
I ran after him and called
He turned back for a moment
Smiled, waved and walked away
I looked up to Heaven
Smiled, waved and said thank you
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