Bible Story Poem by Phillip Walter
Bible Story
In an old dirty street
On an evening so mild
The salesman bought a Bible
For his little child.
With an olive wood cover
Pages edged in gold
Both testaments within it
For his 5 year old.
'I've got a picture Bible Dad':
She had shyly said
'But I would really like
A proper one instead.'
So moved by a sense of occasion
For that's the way I am
I bought my child a Bible
From a book shop in Jerusalem.
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