The bell in the tower,
Is ringing again.
Every hour on the hour,
A continuing chain.
The melody so sweet,
Flows down off the hill,
Always there to greet,
The day with it's peel.
Throughout this small town,
The bell sounds so clear,
A most beautiful sound,
Everybody holds dear.
9/13/10 Alton Texas
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