Wood Nymph
My Old Church
Parallel to Salkehatchie Swamp
Where oak trees line the way,
Stands Peniel Baptist Church
Where people go to pray.
I stand by two headstones
And my heart aches with pain.
I miss my Mom and Dad.
I know I'll see them again.
I kneel to place a rose,
Momma's favorite flower.
My face shows the loss
Of their final hours.
A new church has been built,
But all that I can see-
I'm still playing the piano
And Mom and Dad are smiling at me.
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My Old Church
My Old Church
