CHURCH
by ray finch
To Mellor church to see Mum and Dad
Yes whenever I go I feel so sad
But on this another bright summers day
I slowly walk to where they lay
I get to the church then turn the corner and see
All Greater Manchester looking back at me
As I look towards my right
The hills of Yorkshire what a beautiful sight
Then I look left and everything pales
There before me, the stunning green hills of Wales
I’m so lucky to have this view
Whenever I come to visit you
The flowers I lay shine so bright
As they bask in your guiding light
The light I have and will always follow
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
So till I come again I will now say goodbye
And blow you a kiss with a tear in my eye
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Author:
Finchy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Mellor is a lovely little Village in Cheshire UK, the church has stunning views on 3 sides
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Good write F.
In some churches, it depends how much 'ritual' and formality we may or may not like.
In some places it's just 'messing about with ritual' I think, where some overdo it.
Thank you so much for your comments
I'm easy going with the ritual I just go along to pay respect in a casual way
Sounds like a very beautiful place, like God's smiling down on the church, sorry about your parents
Thank you 🙂
Yes its a lovely church with truly stunning Views, you can spend hours there just sitting and chilling out
From the website
'The church contains the oldest wooden pulpit in England and a late 12th-century Norman font'.
I know a church at the top of a hill, looks a bit like this one. There are great views there too.
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