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Bells

"I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Three Christian Churches here used to play
Their hymns rang out along the way
They took turns with their chimes each day 
Never overlapped come what may

How I miss those sweet bells of old
They rang out through warm, hot and cold
Their songs of love, peace, joy were told
Before our world its soul to evil sold 

Those hymns at Christmas time so dear
And carols ringing so strong and clear
On each street corner there was no fear
No illegal drugs around this small town here  

Could this world normalize again
People spread out and grow some hens
Have some goats, ducks, and a weathervane
To go into town maybe catch a train

While 'pon that ride the bells ring out
Now that is what I'm talking about
Places where love can be planted and sprout
Those days can be good without a doubt  

Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2023

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Judy Ball Date: 12/13/2023 6:36:00 PM Oh I do so agree Sara. I long for days of old when people lived in small rural towns and didn't have to lock their doors. Nicely done. God Bless and Merry Christmas, JB Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/14/2023 4:34:00 AM Judy, I know there has always been crime and evil, but so much of it today. I agree that it would be nice to have communities where there was freedom from evil, but that won't happen again until Jesus reigns and we don't know when. Sara J

Valsa George Date: 12/10/2023 9:13:00 PM "Places where love can be planted and sprout Those days can be good without a doubt ". So true. Love fosters life and makes it beautiful. Sara, you have made your place adorable with the sweet sound of bells from three churches. Really enjoyed the flow and beauty of your poem. All the Best dear friend. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/11/2023 4:58:00 AM Valsa, I do believe that love goes a long way to making a home, community, and state a much better place. Thanks for the kind review of my work. Sara K

Sotto Poet Date: 12/8/2023 1:24:00 PM Sara, your poem is so moving, expressive, and insightful that it brimming with a sweet monorhyme composition. You possess a linguistic ability that is all at once tender and profound. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 2:34:00 PM Thank you, Lasaad. Your comments add a special touch. Sara K

Daniel Turner Date: 12/8/2023 12:31:00 PM This is a very well written poem, Sara. I too remember and miss those simpler days with simpler ways. Merry Christmas sweet friend:) Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 2:33:00 PM Thanks for the smiley face and the nice review of my work, Daniel. I appreciate the time spent here. Sara K

Vijay Pandit Date: 12/8/2023 12:03:00 PM Sound of reverence to your poem, Sara. Reminiscing in the tenor of faith! Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 2:33:00 PM Vijay, yes, reminiscing. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar Date: 12/8/2023 10:21:00 AM Splendid poem. Great rhyme. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 2:32:00 PM Thank you, Victor. I appreciate the visit. Sara K

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 12/8/2023 10:21:00 AM - They are still ringing in Christmas ... and it is beautiful to hear ... best wishes in the contst, Sara ... a winning poem for sure :) - hugs Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 2:32:00 PM Anne-Lise, I live rural so I can't hear the music all the way out here, but sometimes when in town I can hear it some. They don't use bells anymore but recorded instrumental music. They used to play the pipe organ attached to a loud speaker. Thanks for the kind review, Sara K

Paula Goldsmith Date: 12/8/2023 8:05:00 AM A lovely Monorhyme write/picture. Have a blessed day................... Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 8:06:00 AM Why, thank you, Paula. I appreciate the visit. Sara K

Ink Empress Date: 12/8/2023 8:00:00 AM What a beautiful and soulful monorhyme this is, i love how each stanza flows with such captivating monorhymes, so many lines stood out for me here “ Their songs of love, peace, joy were told Before our world its soul to evil sold “ this resonates so strongly. “ On each street corner there was no fear No illegal drugs around this small town here” i remember those days too, i think things have changed in so many places around the world. Sigh. Very touching and sincere write, sending light always. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 8:02:00 AM Why, thank you, IE. I appreciate the kind review of my work and I am glad that you felt the times of old were not so evil. Sara K

Hiya Sharma Date: 12/8/2023 7:54:00 AM I can truly hear those divine bells through your mellifluous words that flowed in sync with peace and serenity! You've captured a beautiful ambience here dear Sara, connecting with the higher power, when those words were truly golden.. "Before our world its soul to evil sold" Sigh, I too miss that pure world.. A beautiful monorhyme poem dear, sending you light.. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 12/8/2023 8:01:00 AM Hiya, I know there has always been evil, but it seemed when I was young there wasn't as much of it. Maybe I am just nostalgic. Thanks for dropping by and taking time to read and comment. Sara ..That song was written during the civil war and I learned a lot when I was researching to write my work.