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            GRAM AND ME


Please let me help you when you walk

I’m sure we’ll do just fine

We’ll walk to Church together now

Your arm entwined with mine


And let me help you with your hair

I see it’s hard for you

I know you like each strand in place

I’ll fix it like you do


We’ll have some tea before we leave

To bring back memories

Of how we bonded in those years

With such sweet pleasantries


Remember how it was back then

When I had just turned four

You led the way – I held your arm

When walking through the door


I’ll help with your hat and coat

And though you cannot see

Arm in arm we’ll head for Church

Just like it used to be


7/18/04       Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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My Favorite Church



There used to be a bell that rang,                               

And doors that opened wide,                             

With young and old parishioners

Filling the pews inside.


Nestled among the hills and ponds,

Is a church of aging wood,

It echoes the glory and worship,

Of the Christian brotherhood.


There’s a pulpit where the Pastor stood,

While leading all in prayer.

An old pump organ that played Hymns,

And song books showing wear.                                                          


Out on the east side of the Church,

Fenced-in hallowed ground

Holds crumbling markers for the dead,

Where family names are found.


The doors can still be opened,

So you can walk right in,

To stand quietly with due respect,

So the echoes will begin.. 


You may even hear the organ,.

And voices singing praise.

Or pealing of the old Church bell

As it rang in by-gone days.


I miss that little Country Church..

It saddens me to see

Its rusted bell and the closed doors . . .

And know its destiny.



9/10/04    Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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