Since it’s Thursday, I’m once again joining up with Pam and her boys at Two Spoiled Cats for some poetry.
Here’ s the photo inspiration they provided for us this week.
Isn’t that a beautiful scene?
This is my poem for this week:
A tiny chapel on the side of a hill;
no longer in use, it’s now quiet and still.
Within these walls, there were smiles and tears;
a place of comfort for many years.
Such a pretty setting, it catches the eye
of everyone who passes by.
The sun in the window casts a golden light.
Sunrise or sunset? Good Morning or Good Night?
~These Days Of Mine~
Sweet poem for a very sweet, small and cozy chapel.
what a lovely poem to go with the little chapel
How quaint. Don’t wonder about the worship and events that the little chapel has witnesses?
Beautiful picture and poem to go along. I love old churches
Very very nice … This looks and feels like a morning scene to me ..
Oh my that’s beautiful. I thought it was lit from within, didn’t realize it’s the sun off the window pane. I’m drawn to it. I wonder if anyone is allowed to set foot inside ever. Would hate to see it crumble away with neglect.
That is such a beautiful picture, and your poem did it sweet justice!
Yes, that is a beautiful scene and you penned a lovely poem to accompany it.