The Old Church
The old church.
The old man stood so quite outside the church.
He stood there for a long time.
Then he walks a little closer.
He said to no one
Can't you hear the sweet music coming from inside.
They sing so loud and what a pretty song.
Now the preacher is given his best service.
The church had faded paint on it. The doors were old and ready to fall.
But the old man stood and smiled, as I said to him.
The old church is abandoned these days.
Then the old man laughed as loud as he could. Then said to me.
No church is abandoned as long as it has been blessed with God loving people.
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