What it might mean to be a slut--at 82!

So Jan wrote a poem about her 82-year-old friend Edna.  When her 96-year-old friend called and needed something urgently, Edna (St. Edna!) left the gym in her spandex and drove quite a distance to assist her friend. 

Later, Jan wrote this wonderful poem about her saintly Lutheran friend:

Saint Edna the Slut

Saint Edna was an Irishwoman 

who lived near the River Shannon.

Catholic churches in her name

Welcome all in charity, justice and hope.

Lutherans don’t confer sainthood,

At least not cavalierly or formally.

But the Saint Edna I know 

Was christened by Lutheran friends and pastors

For her saintly ways.

Although saintliness can be

Lackluster, my Saint Edna 

Also offers up a spicy, feisty side

That adds colorful dimension to her character.

She’s been accused, for instance,

Of dressing like a slut

By a 96-year-old woman who loves her

And has been the recipient of Saint Edna’s beneficence.

This new title, Slut, was conferred in a loving manner

And pays homage to Saint Edna’s external beauty

While her sainthood honors her inner beauty.

For how many octogenarians can be accused 

Of dressing like a slut to show off their comely figure?

Jan Schubert-Norris