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The Old Brick Church

Some of my fondest memories, come back like they’re new, of the old brick church, with the old wooden pews.

I remember it warmly, those days in my youth. Times when all troubles seemed but a few.

The upright piano, that played out of tune, but the songs that it played brought love in the room.

A steeple that reached towards the sky that was blue, an old picnic table that was filled with food.

The lessons I learned, from many not few. About love and of life, about hope, about truth.

Now those days are gone, many people are too. But I’ll always remember whatever I do.

That Old Brick Church with the old wooden pews.

Photo by Ben White

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