The Altar Boy

for Jufel

We saw you often

with painted blank face

dressed in dignified altar clothes

jolly disposition obscured

in one hour of solemn duty.

"Hello, Jufel."

Back in sacristy

you infected the atmosphere

with eruptions of wit and charm

and we glowed at the picture

of your dimpled smile.

"How are you, Jufel?"

It's been weeks

since you graced our sight

and in silence we wished

for that twenty-two-year-old guy

to be with the boys again.

"Where are you, Jufel?"

Your service and faith

impressed God and His saints

that He called you too soon

in His heavenly abode,

forever His altar  boy.

"Farewell, Jufel..."

Author's Note

Original link: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/arzeljoy_blu/1272093/