Butterfly Wings

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A little church in the dale. People come from miles around.

Submitted: August 03, 2012

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Submitted: August 03, 2012



Butterfly wings

Angels sing

Doves all around

God smiles


The sky is clear

The clouds are white

A eagle soars

Somewhere in sight


The mountains high

The vally's low

Somewhere in the dale

There stands a little white church


People come from miles away

To sing to God

All give him his glory

Clapping their hands


With tear stained eyes

All are weeeping as they see

Jesus looking down

With a smile on his face


What a joy to behold

As he holds out his arms

As the little child

Walks into his arms


He holds them close

tells a story

Pats a head

And weeps


His child is tender

and so meek

He loves all the children

Of the world


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