Soeur Marie Emelie"

Soeur Marie Emelie
is little and very old:
her eyes are onyx,
and her cheeks vermilion,
her apron wide and kind
and cobalt blue.

She comforts
generations and generations
of children,
who are
"new"
at the convent school.
When they are eight,
they are already up to her shoulder,
they grow up and go into the world,
she remains,
forever,
always incredibly old,
but incredibly never older...
She has an affinity with the hens,
When a hen dies,she sits down on a bench and cries,
she is the only grown-up, whose tears
are not frightening tears.
Children can weep without shame,
at her side...
Soeur Marie Emelie...
her apron as wide and kind
as skies on a summer day
and as clean and blue.

Author: Caryll Houselander

Soeur Marie Emelie"<br /><br />Soeur Marie Emelie<br />is little and very old:<br />her eyes are onyx,<br />and her cheeks vermilion,<br />her apron wide and kind<br />and cobalt blue.<br /><br />She comforts<br />generations and generations<br />of children,<br />who are <br />"new"<br />at the convent school.<br />When they are eight,<br />they are already up to her shoulder,<br />they grow up and go into the world,<br />she remains,<br />forever,<br />always incredibly old,<br />but incredibly never older...<br />She has an affinity with the hens,<br />When a hen dies,she sits down on a bench and cries,<br />she is the only grown-up, whose tears <br />are not frightening tears.<br />Children can weep without shame, <br />at her side...<br />Soeur Marie Emelie...<br />her apron as wide and kind<br />as skies on a summer day<br />and as clean and blue. - Caryll Houselander


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