Church in The WildwoodA Poem by PeteEvery child begins the world again. - Thoreaui don't think i'll ever forget sunlight rejoicing through unstained glass tiny hands pressed together the four of us together, happy and hopeful in that place where faith and flesh first met manna falling from heaven like hail eternity was ours more than just another sunday "shh", you said, "you're in god's house now" at the little brown church in the vale © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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