Sets out as he does everyday
the constant work he is assigned.
Whimpered cries in a distance,
first thought to be dying animal.
The cries grow drawing him near.
It is the whimpering of the baby,
maybe God's attention to his child.
All that is certain time for a miracle.
In a bin of unwanted food and boxes,
there’s a bag outlined with new life.
Baby wrapped in a shirt for comfort,
ushered to a chest to discover a heartbeat.
The warmth, comfort and miracle of God
transferred in care of a workingman.
Once a mother’s unwanted trash;
Now a treasure of this world and God
Kevin Bates is an avid reader. You will find him reading everyday books of non-fiction or poetry online. He loves family, sports, reading and writing poetry. He has one handsome son and grandson. He hopes to bring a smile and help many through his poetry. He lives outside Houston, Texas and can find him reading or writing right now.