Early Easter morn we were dressed in our Sunday best,
Afraid of getting wet, as water laden clouds started to mist.
Our destination is the Holy Chapel, to praise God with blind faith.
Misting only slightly, and close to the Holy Chapel Gate,
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After the misty clouds and pouring rain, its a state of serenity you have gone through. Nicely expressed.
Rich in devotion, if we closed our eyes the other world is open in front of us with clear clarity, we can see and read better than our eyes and tongue, good work for the very special blessed time,10++
Howard you capture the reader with this poem as they are pulled in.A wonderful poem of faith in Jehovah God.Lovely