Neville

Mary

Mary

 

There she was,

carved

in feint relief

for all the world

to see ..

Held fast tween

grey space

and golden rays ..

Those that

yet survived

to shine

through broken

stained glass

window shards ..

And smiled

upon the alter,

aisle and down

among

the gathered

congregation ..

There were

of course those

among them,

who swore that

it was Mary ..

And one or two

even left

an extra penny

in the collection box ..