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My Favorite Church

THE LITTLE COUNTRY 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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