Image borrowed from BingA child to whom I was related,
Who thought and talked in oblique orbits,
As is permitted those of seven,
Asked me while we manned the kettle,
In the Christmas season darkness,
“If there’s this Salvation Army,
Where is the Salvation Navy?”
(Yes, Jesus walked on water)
“And maybe a Salvation Air Force”
(Angels we have heard on high?)
Then he confessed he would prefer
To be a paratrooping officer in
The Salvation Army Green Berets
To ringing bells and begging nickels
Tending kettles on the sidewalk
Cooking love for Jesus.
KP duty sure lacks glamour.
No matter what the army.
Robert Fulghum
From CHRISTMAS FRIARWORKS
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