On the Feast of Saint John

Every time they come

Hide and Seek we play

The joy of being found

After clever hideaway

 

Peter and John come running

They’ve taken him away

Where now will they find him?

On this Easter Day

 

Grave clothes here are lying

Body did not stay

Now the light is dawning

Witness is the way

 

Brian Fahy

27 December 2022

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