Church Choir Poem by Ray Hansell

It must be six o'clock
For I hear the church bells ringing
If I listen closely
Soon, I'll hear the chior singing

Their voices ring out loud
They sound so sweet and pure
For the many things that bother you
Angels singing would be the cure

I can never get enough
Of hearing voices sing
When their singing fills the air
It's only happiness they bring

The singing within the church
Is something to behold
I know they'll never come a day
When hearing a choir gets old


4-7-20/RjH