On Hallowed Ground

w c

On Hallowed Ground

 

For a certain bird that flies

There is some hallowed ground

Where he sings his songs

To those there around

 

And when he's in service

There is a choir too

That joins in the singing

All their favorite tunes

 

And the bird that is a winner

Perches in a tree

Just outside a window

And calling beautifully

 

A dove is a winner too  

With the peace he knows

And will take a chance

To reach a hurried soul

 

In service on Sunday

The feathered ones reach out

With their clarion calls

And listeners devout

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 26th, 2018 00:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Natures Symphony is wondrous.

    • w c

      There's nothing like a wood filled with song.

    • orchidee

      A lovely write w c.

      • w c

        Thanks, orchidee. I'm glad you enjoyed it.



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