Charles Reese Poet Pantoum

She Sits Alone

She sits alone among the pews
A word she will not even share
She listens to the gospel news
Of One whose life they would not spare

A word she will not even share
Because deep in thought is she
Of One whose life they would not spare
On top that hill called Calvary

Because deep in thought is she
When thinking of the things He's done.
On top that hill called Calvary
The price He paid so she'd overcome

When thinking  of all the things she's done
Then wonders why He loves me
The price He paid so she'd overcome
Will be the thing that sets her free

Then wonders why He loves me
As she accepts this love that's given
Will be the thing that sets her free
So that she can  enter heaven

As she accepts this love that's given
A new life will surely now begin
So that she can enter heaven 
To now and forever be with Him

A new life will surely now begin
She listens to the gospel news
To now and forever be with Him
She sits alone among the pews

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Jesse Rowe July 31, 2018 at 1:00 PM You've offered a great poem on what I believe to be one of the hardest poetry forms to write. Well done indeed. Charles Reese July 31, 2018 at 11:14 PM Thank you for those kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I've had other people tell me the same thing about this style but I find it to be my favorite style to write in. Seeing as half the poem writes itself it's a great style for a story.

Caren Krutsinger July 31, 2018 at 11:27 AM A beautiful tribute; a hymnal could not have been any better written. Charles Reese July 31, 2018 at 11:15 PM Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it.