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Long ways from Sunday
Contributed by
bobbyclay56
on
Monday, 14th November 2011 @ 01:22:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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Long ways from Sunday
It was a long ways from Sunday on a Monday afternoon
When preacher Baines got on his knees in a rundown motel room
This was not a sexual encounter or a romantic rendezvous
He was trying to save Suzie, a down and out prostitute
She said father oh dear father please help me find my way
And she knelt down beside him and they both began to pray
He always came on Mondays and each week it was the same
For he could never give up on Suzie for what she had became
He could smell the liquor on her breath from drinking the night before
As she said the psalm of David while they knelt there on the floor
He kissed her on the forehead as tears weld in his eyes
She promised she would change as they said their goodbyes
He thought to himself as he wiped away his tears
How this little girl Suzie had aged beyond her years
He walked across the parking lot to his old gray sedan
Clutching tightly to his bible that he held in both hands
It was a long ways from Sunday the day Suzie was reborn
When the lord came and took her on a cold and rainy morn
That morning he stood there not as a preacher in the rain
He stood there as the father of the late Susan Baines
Poem by R. E. Poore
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bobbyclay56
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2011-11-14 13:22:05] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Long ways from Sunday
(User Rating: 1 ) by kcrysten on
Monday, 14th November 2011 @ 03:46:30 PM AEST (User
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That was really inspirational. Anyone can be forgiven, its all about if they are truly sorry |
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