by Gerard J. Surprenant

I had to acknowledge it in school.
The nuns used it quite frequently.
Away from iconed walls,
It was banished
To a dark forbidding chasm.
Until that day when Louise said,
"G e r a r d",
Destroying that secret space.
Outdoing the angels!
A song from her lips!
A celestial symphony!
She could've called me Gilbert
And I would not have cared.

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