copyright cwmartin 2012
aunt bea
wasn’t
a church going woman
she was
confident in her faith
she would say
i don’t need
some old pastor
to tell me
what
when
and how
to believe
it is
what it is
and
it ain’t gonna change
so
imagine
my surprise
when
she asked me
to drive
her to church
though
none of my business
i did ask
why
she said
there’s a new young preacher
and
all the old ladies
and
their unwed daughters
will be out in force
all carrying their bibles
like cinderella’s shoe
and
that’s a show
i don’t want
to miss
Read Between the Minds 
Funny,yet true.
thank you for starting my Monday off with a smile. lovely tale…
haha… thats too funny… (i’ve missed reading things like this)
The social aspect of religion (: Aunt Bea sounds like a woman w/ a keen sense of humor in all circumstances.
haha…can you tell me which church this is…think i should visit as well…haha..
oh…and not to meet the young preacher…but aunt bea of course…smiles
How funny. Love Anut Bea!
Hahahaha – this poem is just fantastic –
‘all carrying their bibles
like cinderella’s shoe’ is magical stuff.
Hahaha. Aunt Bea knows. I’d be there checking out the young preacher too. Hallelujah!!
I love this!! “…carrying their Bibles like Cinderella’s shoe”. Excellent!!! 🙂
Hehe – she’s a wily one, that Aunt Bea
reminded me of jane austen’s pride and prejudice, sense and sensibility 🙂
just loved it!
before reading these novels and watching these movies i used to think that this is the specialty of Indian women. We human beings are too alike to ignore.
Hahahaha. What a sharp small town eye!!
Pearl
What a hoot! I once had an Anglican priest (woman) tell me how upsetting it was that parishioners never try to match-make the women clergy. I thought to myself, ‘Lord, say thanks for that!”
Hope you tore it up Bea!
A bit of humor amid the serious. Delightful, your Aunt Bea.
I love you Aunt Bea Poems!