Empty Pews Poem by Patti Masterman

Empty Pews

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Empty pews, empty pews; there's far too few
Empty pews, when many more would do;
Come home, come home, where love is born-
Don't leave your loved one all forlorn.

Empty pews say nothing real about you,
Just some polished wood and fabric, glue;
There’s no soul, in the steeples tall-
There’s no beating heart, at all.

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