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Goodloe Chilcutt

Church Window

I always hated that window in my church.

The elders said we couldn't take it down

'It's pretty, priceless, and we can't give them away, '

But who wants a window that distorts the Trees, faces,

And dandelions in the breeze.

With yellows, purples, and blues,

Hard black lines that in anyone else's eyes is a work of art.

I don't need the work of a stranger's hands to distract me during church.

I only need the work of my savior

To preach to me when I search.

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