Small Town
Roosters crowing dawn is nigh,
Squirrels dashing to and fro,
Distant chuchbell, apple pie,
Horn’s a honking let’s all go,
Small town Sunday Morning.
Children laughing in the park,
Running, swinging, playing ball,
Song of blue jay, sparrow, lark,
Summer breeze, a mother’s call,
Small town Sunday Morning
Church is calling don’t be late,
Ladies in their Sunday best,
Truants finding fishing bait
Everyone is truly blessed,
Small town Sunday morning.
Summer sun’s rays beaming down
On picnics made with love
Ice cream truck rolls into town
Chasing off the memories of
Small town Sunday Morning.
Aelf
