His austerity does not appeal
I rather like my dinner
But here’s the thing you can’t deny
His care for every sinner
Sent to live a village life
Two hundred souls in all
Thousands came to visit him
Impressive this footfall
Why did they come? What’s the appeal?
This little man of Ars
He knew the secrets of the heart
And the way to reach the stars
People sense a charlatan
They know the real McCoy
And visiting the priest of Ars
They found their personal joy
He listened to their tales of woe
Interpreted the heart
We call on him to bless us now
Help us this day to start
Brian Fahy
4 August 2022
Erris Poetry 