One Sunday.

Today I love

Sunday morning

A great hearty breakfast

Church bells are a-ringing, ring, ring

Choirs a-singing like heaven on earth

You and courage go hand in hand

Compassion and self-worth

Each Sunday hymn

I love.

Voices oh so sweet

One congregation's true passion

Oh so beautiful.

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Days like no other

Each moment sweet and serene

Spiritual love.

So original

United choirs of love

Never again to feel that pain

Demon's powerful drums do cease

Always my heart and mind

Your love blemished

Little ones skip

In their Sunday best

Sharing this sweet gem.

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Those clear traditions

Cocooned in a nest of love

A new world so bright.

Those clear traditions

No moss will gather

My soul perceived

A heart now so whole.

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Today I retrace

My childhood memories;

Pig tails a-flying.

Happy wonders

My heart I share with you all

A day of worship

Strong hymns a-sunder.

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How I loved to sing

Such sweet memories to flow

One child's memories.

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Memories golden

Sunday's afternoon walks

Down memory Lane.

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Blessed forever

That deep blue sky caressing

Soft cotton-tailed clouds.

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Those sweet eyelids droop

I lay my baby to sleep

Sweet dreams little ones.

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Lessons of true love

Prayers and thoughts intermingle

One clear guiding light.

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Each hymn and arias

Helps to well up above over

Valleys seeped in song.

The musical tug

Pulling at each wondrous heartstring

Forever alive

Never to fade away.

A warming congregation

flow into pastures new.

Music carries my voice

way up into

plateaus of golden awe.

Talented

and

enriched sweet vows replenished.

a day of reckoning

of self worth like no other.

Sunday cocooned

into a kingdom

as free as you

want it to be;

Freely treasured.

By Meadow Lane

Stands a weathered tree;

She has some stories

For you and me.

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Mother nature's treasures

Concealed from prying eyes;

The rain, wind and sun

adorn this blue sky.

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Her stores remembered

A value so amazing;

Her stature tells all

A reflecting blue sky.

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Days memories fuzzy

Over centauries treasured;

My heart etched with pride

Never ever to be compared.

Laughter oh so sure

Angels to join in;

Wondrously magical

Angels can sing.

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A warmth, a talent

To thrive forevermore;

Mother Nature's beauty

Blessed to her very core.

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Sweet pure voices

From up above;

I share with you all

My feelings of love.

That wee little girl

One impish tomboy;

Self worth so obvious

Innocence soft and cloudy.