The Drum Head Service
April 14, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
The Padre assembled the Drum Head Service.
The stable yard the only place of safety.
We sat on the ground ignoring the frost,
Listening bare headed, showing true reverence.
The first hymn sung, no music of course,
The Sermon followed, sensibly short.
The Padre was also feeling the cold.
Preaching something about God on our side.
“Now for the last hymn, suggestions please”
His hopeful smile, encouraging, almost pleading.
“You surely have a favourite hymn.
Perhaps one from your Sunday School days?”
Then up stood a Guardsman fully six foot six,
Head shaved bare, and blue from the cold,
Saying, “Please Padre, my favourite is…
“Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam”.