Sunday morning
With adorning
Clothes, the people come
Ironed dresses
Pants with creases
Early prep all done.
Singing starting
Hynm books parting
People slightly swaying
Preacher speaking
Hard pews creaking
In the sunlight streaming
People stare
Stagnate air
Try maintaining sleepless
Another song
Far too long
Children getting restless
End is near
Almost here
Yet one more rabbit trail
Eyebrows bunch
It's Time for lunch
Babies start to wail
Service ends
Meal begins
Another summer Sunday.
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