There was once
A wee lorry
Sent out in a bag
A’ the way tae Malawi,
Tae a lovely wee lad
First sight o’ the lorry
It made his heart leap,
Something sae wondrous
Was his fur tae keep.
He looked an’ he marveled
He played – oh whit joy!
This was his treasure,
His fantastic toy.
‘twas later that week
That a teacher did find,
That the toy it was broken
And enquired as to why?
This boy was no vandal
Nae evil intent
Had caused him dismantle
His precious present.
He’d shared it wae love
Wae his friends who had nane
Wan got an axle,
Another a chain.
He’d let them a’ share
In his treasure wae joy.
What we could all learn
Frae that lovely wee boy.
by Josie Torrance, Duntocher
from ‘Little Acts of Love’ Poems for Mary’s Meals