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The Time - Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Church bells sing.
Quiet song rings.
A special sound.
Calling to all, profound.
I felt a bliss.
As of an eternal kiss.
Feeling a rapore.
Open Bible, a door.

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7/2013 POEWHIT


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  • (7/25/2013 11:22:00 AM)

    A very beautiful rhyme.

    Thanks for writing.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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