Sister Lily will not trip
Or tip along the corridor
No more.

She's gone to heaven
Or so they say.

She's happy now
They told me
As if somehow
Before, she'd missed
The joy
Of pushing coins
In slot machines -
Explaining x from y
And Alpha from Omega.

Sister Lily will not trip
Or tip along the corridor
No more.

She's gone to heaven
Or so they pray.