Tidings Of Joy Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Tidings Of Joy



Forty words:

Two Thousand and Eleven
On Earth and in Heaven.
Saturday magic is here.
Centuries come and go
Church choirs tell us so
On the first day of each
Happy New Year.
Oh the pleasure to say
'Spring is not faraway'

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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