Tender Mercies
Thankful for the tender mercies
God has passed my way
The only thing to do with them
Is pass them on their way
Simple acts of kindness
That go unadvertised
Like quiet blessings shared by men
Who look through doe-like eyes
Two such men came calling
In clean white shirts and ties
Their mission was to bless a friend
And open up his eyes
They read some sacred words
And prayed and bowed their heads
Then my friend gave thanks to them
He’d come back from the dead
Some are small and some are vast
Like sunlight or the breeze
Divine ones always Heaven sent
Will bring you to your knees
You may remember someone who
You helped along the road
Or when you had a sudden fall
Who lifted up your load
We receive them every day
And give as much away
Like breathing in the morning air
Or knowing what to say
Tender mercies rarely seen on TV or the news
But by the unseen hand of God
They’re known by how we choose
2010 David Brunoehler`
