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I Hear the Bells, I Hear the Bells
I hear the Bells, I hear the Bells At morning, noon and night each day They are a reminder of the time A reminder of past days. And I think to myself over the years How many others have used them as I do to also keep the time To remember things as I do. A time to worship, a time to eat A time to marry, a time to meet A time to put loved ones in the the ground A time to let them take their leave. These bells have many voices Some happy and some filled with grief. They resonate with me and in me always I can still hear some of them in my sleep. I can still hear the Bells of Christmas morn Little children's faces filled with glee I can still hear the Bells of Easter morn Christ's resurrection paid our fees. I can hear their sounds for when my children were born A proud parent of a new family A family that had numbered two But was now happily three. I can hear the Bells of Sunday worship Ringing every Sunday morn Celebrating God's awesome forgiveness Celebrating the day that his son was born. I can hear the Bells from loved one's funerals As we lay their bodies to rest Never ever wanting to say earthly goodbyes Just trying to live through the sad day and do our best. These bells are part of my daily life They always have been and will continue to be The Heralds of life's brief ticking clock Unlike life, they will always continue to ring and to be. I will use them to mark my moments Both significant and mundane. I will use them to always remember To love my God and my church in every way. I will use them to remember my family I will use them to remember those friends I love To be grateful for each of my children To be grateful for just having had been. I will use them to be grateful for all of the things in my life To be grateful for all of those I love To be grateful for each of my earthly days To be grateful for the heavens above. (December 30, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
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