In my time, I’ve seen some dark midnights, and with God’s help, I’ve watched the daybreaks arrive. I love this song, and, perhaps you will like it, too. . . .
–Freeda Baker Nichols, “My True Sentence”
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Symbol of Love
In heat of August, little brown church stands–
a beacon to those who have lost their way.
It beckons to people like outstretched hands
and welcomes back all who have gone astray.
A beacon to those who have lost their way,
the little church nestles beside a creek
and welcomes back all who have gone astray.
Its doors unbolted each day of the week–
The little church nestles beside a creek.
Its steeple points upward to Heaven’s Gate.
Its doors unbolted each day of the week–
a symbol of love in a world of hate.
Its steeple points upward to Heaven’s Gate.
The church’s foundation is God’s Commands.
A symbol of love in a world of hate.
In heat of August, little brown church stands.
© 2013 Freeda Baker Nichols
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