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  1197.     

Never Deciduous

I am your evergreen
Your holly and your pine.
All year round I am your queen
With constant love I shine.

And thou art my evergreen
My jolly clinging vine
All year round I call you 'king'
With a constant love divine.
 
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  1198.     

Never Lonely

The sun was shining so brightly
from skies of deep azure blue.
Roses were crimson and beautiful
as he roamed with his dog - ever true!

Oft' had he longed for a sweet little pet
to make life worth living each day.
And 'throwing the ball' across the lea
was a great doggie game to play.

Friends always smiled politely,
saying 'hello...how do you do'?
Pleasures were rife...no need for a wife
He was one of the regular few.
 
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  1199.     

Never Too Late

Mid-Lent and Mothering Day
always go together.
The religious Sunday
is heaven-sent and will be
forever. As mother of three
those words on the cards
will stay in my mind,
leaving me never,
and re-reading the words
as time goes by will surely
bring much happiness,
joy and pleasure.

Yesterday was the day
but it's never too late
for flowers.
 
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  1200.     

Never Will This Come To Be.

When might it happen ~ when might it be?
When will a God-loving society
turn into a Godless entity?
When will Cathedrals, Temples and Churches
come down...when will we derobe the
Archbishop, Archdeacon, Clergy, the Crown,
burn the black cassock and the white linen
surplice, tear up the prayer book, hymnal and
Bible, ignoring the stories of Jesus' Disciples?

How can we obliterate religious words
from the dictionary of christianity?
And there are many ~ just hearken to me:
monastic, archangel, holy and divine,
and the Altar and the bread and the wine.
Easter and Christmas would be no more.
Ten Commandments we would tend to ignore.
And never again would our dear world shine
if a God-loving society turned Godless
and undivine.

NO this thankfully and rightfully
will never ever come to be.
 
Joyce Hemsley
   
 
 
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