A poem.

 I would wash your feet....

If we were just starting out or coming to an end
If we were falling apart and hanging by a thread

I would wash your feet

if we were separated for a time & later reunited
if we were the last two people standing

I would wash your feet

if you went blind and words were not enough
if you needed love or sick and needed help

I would wash your feet

If you were lying on your death bed
If you were paralyzed and needed to be fed

I would wash your feet

If you were happy and in love
If you were sad, lost or lonely

I would wash your feet

If you had nothing to give back
If you were poor and living on a street

I would wash your feet


One day you will see ~ I love you more than you know and I would wash your feet.




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