St Maria Goretti

Sonnet

Fill your faithful with holy joy.
You bestow eternal gladness.
There is greater strength in an alloy.
Our different metals can give us happiness.

I went to a family baptism on Sunday.
What joy there is in purity and innocence.
If only we could be more like children every day.
Living for this moment with no fearful sense.

St Maria Goretti kept her soul.
She was only twelve years.
And her murderer repented all in gaol.
For the rest of his life he shed tears.

We of this world will never be like her.
We will just get by shedding an occasional tear.

Haiku

Is our soul put first
Or do we just accept fate
We are just not saints