LENT Alive O5 T2 L4

Lent is like the visitor you’d forgotten was coming, and then

She turns up, each year, like the daffodils.

‘Hello! It’s me - I’m back again!’

She always comes on Wednesday

With ashes on her forehead – a sure sign

That as far as my day-to-day living’s concerned It’s that time of year – spring-clean time!

For six weeks she pokes around in my life. ‘What’s that For six weeks she pokes around in my life. ‘What’s that? What’s this doing here?’

You’d really be better to throw that lot out. And this You’d really be better to throw that lot out. And this... I thought we got rid of it last year!’

Easter Sunday morning she’s gone out that door

Like a bird that just upped and flew.

And as I stand and look round me I smile, ‘Cos my life is shining like new!