All eyes affixed to Him speaking
Their emotions his words piercing
Their minds pondering
What manner of man they just would not stop wondering
Most interested where the Ladies
To the point they discovered his shoes had beautiful laces
Not over the challenge of how to start a conversation when He is done
They continued in awe of who He is
He is His father's son
An old woman whispered loudly
But, beside her, I sat proudly
Unknown to her, He is one i take delight most in, under the Sun.
