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credit Jennie Hart |
She was a nun on a bike wearing habit and veil
No satin or lace or red leather
A ‘sit-up-and-beg’ bike with handlebars high
But in black to protect her whatever the weather!
Her knees had an angle of ninety degrees
From her limbs to ensure a firm grip
Her crucifix swayed as the pedals she turned
She didn’t fall off not a tumble or slip!
She had a wild look as she ploughed through the traffic
She swayed too and fro as she took the fast lane
She pinged on the bell and her dazzling cross dangled
Her speed was excessive she looked quite insane!
The road made a dip as with vigour she pedaled
She ceased to hold on and free-wheeled for a while
We stood on the kerb mesmerised for a moment
By her manic expression then Unexpected Smile!
A further encounter with God in his glory
Was a priest in a cassock who sauntered along
On the Mall on a Sunday in May in the morning
And the message he carried was heart-achingly strong.
He held an umbrella wide-open announcing
Wise words to the crowds who watched for a while
As all over the brolly was inscribed ‘God is Gorgeous’
And each tourist in turn gave an Unexpected Smile!
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credit Gencraft |
3 comments:
I enjoyed this when you read out this week. Totally brings a smile to my face!
Me too! Such a fun image and I love the umbrella 🌂 😍. The nun reminds me of when I did 2 terms at a Catholic school. The head announced we were going to see 'The Amazing Swimming Bun,' and I was convinced he said 'Nun' 😆 you never know what might inspire you 😊
I now have a vision of a swimming bun! Thank you both for your kind comments, it was just a light- hearted poem written en route home by rail.
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