In vicarage garden on a bench
Frail old vicar sits caressed by autumn breeze
Overcoat, scarf, hat, gloves against the cold
Pondering on gifts God bestowed.
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everyone is thoroughly sure of death to come and just as much uncertain of how it'll be.....a very nicely painted picture of death! ! ! !
Great demostraition of faith, eloquent speech, trust words.....
Marvelous! I love poems such as this that paint a picture and tell a story. Thank you!
Men may come and men may go, but life goes on so for the sincere people as depicted in the poem on the Earth!
the garden of belonging...........welcoming the longing.touching piece colin!