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Generous'uns


 

We do attend a country church,

And though, in numbers, small,

Their hearts, each one, are kind and large,

On THAT, they do stand TALL.


While going through a period

Of drought, a time of 'lean',

Eventually, we came to learn

What love so free,  does mean.


An envelope here, a gift-card there,

To keep bills paid, us fed,

No one did know what others gave,

They all were Spirit led.


                                The love, concern, they did employ, 

                                       Was humbling, I'll admit,

     I don't believe, in all my years

   I've witnessed care, like it.


Whene'er we had our stove fire,

 Love true, once more was known,

One member gave a LONG TIGHT hug,

"YOU MATTER" was, me, shewn.


And even NOW, they STILL check up,

A quiet word, on the side,

Ensuring that we stay afloat,

Not 'swallowed up' in tide


And while the church (the FAMILY)

Has been named GENERATIONS,

Me personally, I do believe,

 It SHOULD be GENEROUS'uns.


Feb 04 Once MORE, this little country church 

Their generous'ty shown,

A vehicle, leant, 'til mine returns,

Their bounds of LOVE, unknown.



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