Sunday Sunrise

No more waking with Sunday sunrise.

I stay in bed till almost 8.

It’s not for fear or love or unwise.

I just got caught in memories gate.

I’m getting up to go to church, see…

Haven’t been in quite a while.

I sometimes feel so unworthy.

But even that can make you smile.

There is this thing of just not knowing.

That gets me here most every time.

There is no win in place or showing.

Then again, it’s not a crime.

Dennis Mantin

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