Every Sunday Morning

R Ray Hansell
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She was kind and thoughtful To everyone she'd meet To a standing senior She's always yield her seat Harsh and angry words Never left her lips You'd never hear a curse word Never she said, if you use those lips to kiss She never spoke bad of anyone She never put people down Her love and respect for people She would always pass around Now every Sunday morning I'd see her walk by She always wore a smile Always said a friendly, hi She'd say, today is the Lords day I must show my respect I have to go and talk with him It's something I can't neglect All the things I have in life Are because of Him I always thank Him for my success Because I'll always remember when It wasn't too many years ago When I was homeless and broke Then one night I spoke to God A light shined, and I found hope Now ever since that special night When we had that talk I knew from that moment on Together through life we'd walk I have never left Him He, has never left me The life that I'm now living Is because He helped me to see 1-27-19/RjH

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