We Kept the Coat As a Reminder
We Kept the Coat as a Reminder
She was gloriously nondescript
Her eyes glazed over with a crusty face
Pink eye? We asked each other
None of us knowing
We are not doctors
She had a headache
But no one knew
We could not have guessed
And we did not care
Recognizing this, she kept silent.
We let her into our Sunday School Class.
Her coat was smelly, mothy, old and ragged.
Two women ran to get their coats before hers met the rack.
I thought they were rude.
No. I knew they were rude.
They have been rude a long time.
Two prudes.
Two rude sister prudes.
The stranger stayed the whole time.
She did not look over at the two prudes.
Not one time.
She left being as nondescript as she came in.
We never saw her again; but she left her awful coat.
We keep it as a reminder to try to be nicer next time.
In case she was Jesus in disguise.
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