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Old Bethel Church|
lived to see its congregation
pass away. Some passed out
into the churchyard, some just
pass by looking for other places.
No matter. It has stood alone
on the hill - faithfully, patiently
forty years now without a sign
of rot or decay. Willing, no doubt,
to wait another forty or more
if need be.
The Church immortal
still commands the bluff.
This poem is from a collection "Out Doors" published
by "Rural Image", POB 713, Atlanta IL 61723 USA.
Text and photograph © David A Bishop
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