1. The church clock-bell dings On light morning sundays Waking the hamlet, the neighborhood Solemn, pink and sunny day A reverenced time, absolute All roads lead to the Lords House Pulling strange flowers on the way As the morning sun wakes from his slumber The clouds let the airs pull us about Leading us to… Continue reading Church Boy
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Sunshine on my face
Have you wondered why the Sun shines Letting its heat come warm us? Have it not been for this That we see the lighted day? Have you been to the Sunflower? Ask her a question or two See her dance excitedly Once you whisper her brides name Do you think there’s life in the deserts?… Continue reading Sunshine on my face
