Farm Chapel

Inside a barn long since made into a chapel, The congregation sits on wooden pews among the calves. Maybe others a dog or a cat or two, Creatures two legged, And ones who stand on all fours come to rest... Perhaps play and eat their meals for the day. Man, woman, beasts together in a special hollowed place Bow before and PRAISE THE LORD. For none can forget that our Savior was born in a mere stable. In tribute to that special night and that special morning, Now here in Farm Chapel you can hear the angels saying, "GLORY TO GOD IN THE HIGHEST, to baby Jesus our King of all that is and is to come. AMEN." Southfield Chapel is located in Lancashire England Farm Chapel is the first of two poems written at the prompting of my beloved friends Pastor Barry and Dorothy Dickinson.