I remember when
Father Paul
Would take a knee
To kiss the altar
I would stand so close
So I could help him up
If need be
I was always an unsure
Altar server
But you could look over
At Jean Schaub
And she could give
You a nod
"Good job"
Or direct you where
You need to be
I remember washing feet
With Father Paul
He would take
Several knees
I would help him up
And give him a towel
I miss you Father Paul
I hope you're playing golf
And your feet are clean!
Bob Jenkens
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