He chose to be a priest in life and was,
A celibate endeavor for Christ Lord;
And Jesus was his only love and boss!
Reward would come from heaven's Maker, God.
The years of Bible studies were quite tough;
The parish work and teaching also hard;
Life brought its storms like ship caught in seas rough;
The trek wasn't easy on the narrow road!
Now in his nineties, life seems ebbing fast;
The frame is weaker but the spirit strong;
Frescoes of good and bad flash from the past;
His journey nears its end and so's his song!
On earth, the soul is in its final lap;
The tree's alive with disappearing sap!
Fondly dedicated to Rev. Fr. Antony Lawrence, Thindal
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-10-2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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