My Tree Chapel Poem by michael Smajda

My Tree Chapel



A congregation of Spring birds
Came to listen to my sermon.
I was amazed how many
Pew branches were filled.
Of course, there was some
Interrupted tweeting.
But when talking about God,
They seemed, very much, thrilled.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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