I pushed the shopping cart with my right hand
My coat had slipped, and trailed upon the ground;
Hair straggled out beneath a rubber band,
My plaster cast’s worn sling was badly bound.

Some lady neared and with a quick deft twist
Threaded the button holes with twine and string
Then raised the sling that held my broken wrist
And draped my coat so it would stay and cling,
And in her luminous eyes I recognized
The sympathetic loving eyes of Christ.

Before our building a construction team
By a young Nicaraguan supervised,
To let me safely pass raised up a beam;
Their garb was smelly. stained and oversized
They smiled - and I had seen the smile of Christ.

© Elizabeth Dandy