The Bells Do Ring. Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The Bells Do Ring.



The bells do ring.
I listen to the church bells ring.
They ring today not to find out the time.
Bells they ring not for a wedding.
They don't ring for someone who has died.
But today they ring for your freedom.
They ring so loud that they can hear
In the next land so near.
Bells of freedom we do cheer.
May we all be blessed

Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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