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Let the Joy Bells Ring On Sunday
When thinking of the bells I think of a Sunday morning.
The drive is something great to take as I go down the road.
I feel of the warm breeze; on my arm and think to myself what a blessing.
Then off, in the distance, I hear the joy bells ring.
They are peeling forth a song of faith and of praise.
It is a joy to hear them briskly play from the church steeple.
The birds that are flying stop their cooing as they reach the steeple.
Joy fills my heart as I see the new day all around me and hear the bells play.
There is something to give praise to God.
Knowing as you do that the Lord will smile down upon you.
Truly, let the joy bells ring and see what you feel within you.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)
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