Little Catholic Girl

I fancied myself a little Catholic girl As I pressed my nose to the fence I could see myself in a long black dress As my religious life commenced I saw myself with bible in hand My head bowed so peacefully My little mouth moved in prayer What a different world it was for me But you see, I wasn’t Catholic I was Methodist like my dad The nuns at the church nearby Provided all the Catholic knowledge I had Isn’t it funny how little kids Live in a world all their own? Some small thing gets into their mind And it sets off such a different tone I smile today when I realize Little minds are sent in a whirl Just like my mind was so long ago As I became a little Catholic girl!